I went to my meditation today and learned to be content with being content. While we were in Sundance, I felt frustrated that I wasn’t completely cracked open to joy. Today in my meditation I learned that being happy and content is more than enough. I realized while meditating that I was alive, that I was content, and that I did not need anything more than that. And then I realized that being discontent because I am only content is ironic and counterproductive. Also, I love my Sunday meditation group practice.
When the kids came home, I helped Lydia bake brownies and then helped her make some summer excel spreadsheets for harp practice and baking and then helped her start her own Goodreads account. When I signed on to Goodreads tonight, I about died of cuteness overload reading the little reviews she typed up for the books she’s rated.
In the afternoon we headed to Salt Lake to the Miners for their fun May and June birthdays celebrations. The weather was beautiful and Clarissa loves their swing.
Lydia is such a sweet soul. Abe was showing my mom a picture of the foxglove Clarissa got at the nursery yesterday, and my mom exclaimed that foxglove is poisonous to children. Lydia started crying and wouldn’t stop until we promised to move the foxglove to the front where Clarissa can never touch it without an adult near to stop her. Lydia was just unable to handle her fear of Clarissa eating the foxglove. (Then later my mom convinced us to just give the plant away, so we’re going that route instead. This should make Lydia very happy.)
