“I did what you recommended,” she said. “I listened to a guided meditation on gratitude while I lay in bed the other morning but my thoughts kept distracting me. Then the kids came into the bedroom half way through and interrupted. I’m not any good at it, I didn’t do it right.”
“What happened next?” I asked.
“When I went downstairs the kids had turned the lounge room into a fort. There were pillows everywhere. But I thought – they’re just kids – and I let them play for another half an hour while I took a bath. I did think how grateful I am to be blessed with three wonderful children.
When the time came to tidy up, they all got in and helped. It was fantastic not to have to yell at them for a change. I really enjoyed my morning with them.”
“Mmmm,” I said smiling, “Obviously not doing the meditation perfectly meant it made no difference to your day at all …”