I have brought out the Buddha statue and put it on the table amongst fresh cut herbs or other pickings from the garden. Over dinner one night, James taught Val “Buddha says OM.” Randomly now, she will say it. ”Buddha OM” or “Mama OM.” Just yesterday she said it as I was putting her into her car seat. What a great way to come back to the moment and take in what *is*.
Taking from her, I have been saying OM out loud when I need a moment of peace. OMMMMMmmmmm…one brief and fleeting second to get my wits about me so I can stay present in parenting her.
