We usually avoid crowds like the plague, but this weekend we knew we wanted to zip into the main exhibit area at the science fair early just to see the robotics tables before going off to explore the more quiet campus buildings. As we picked our way through the loud central space we passed a gravel bed with large rocks, green plants, and speakers playing odd pings and chimes. I turned and saw G in the middle up on the rock, in the lotus position, fingers gently touching thumbs, eyes closed. Brice looked at me and asked if I said something that made him go up there. Um, no.
"I just remembered it...from before" he says.
He always tells me things he remembers 'from before'. Always things I need to remember too. Like when you are feeling overwhelmed, meditating helps you quiet the chatter and noise and find your center. I only meditate after everyone else is asleep, late at night, the house quiet. But he knows. From before.
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