….. my two old boy, sitting on my lap, clasped to me with his little hug, whilst I gently chant and meditate. Moments before, he was mid-tantrum, screaming and kicking … lost in his pain.
How beautiful to share those precious moments with him, 5 minutes together, with peace in our hearts.
…. how beautifully the meditation stilled his heart.
How blessed we all are.
stillness with a child is one of the greatest blessings I’ve ever experienced. How much of my life is like a 2 year-old’s — tantrums, unfulfilled desires, demands, and then contendness in the arms of one of loves me and cares for me more deeply than I can ever imagine. My warmest memories are of sharing sleep with my children — the soft breathing, the tenderness of tiny bodies curled against mine.
How blessed indeed …. having a lineage, a teacher, and having had the good fortune to being able to follow his teachings. Words fail me!
… btw, I’m a ‘daddy’, rather than a ‘mummy’ 🙂
Dear Chodpa,
How blessed this little boy is, to have a mum who shares precious moments of tender quiet sacredness with him. He felt it, and as the meditation stilled his heart, peace unfolded. Beautiful.
We are all blessed,
Meredith