Theo and Whinnie rehoming earth worms discovered hanging out at our garage doors.

My first impulse when we saw the worms was ‘don’t touch THOSE.’ But before I could say anything I noticed how deeply engrossed the children were. They were intrigued and observant and fascinated. My impulse calmed, I suggested that they find a way to gently move them to the dirt — as they were going to dry out quickly now that the doors were up and the water draining away (not to mention that there would soon be large vehicles driving over them….)

A dear friend gave us this keyboard last week.
Each of the children have explored and interacted with the keyboard in their own way and on their own schedule. Sometimes they initiate pre-programmed music and dance to it. Sometimes they play with the keys. Sometimes they make up their own tunes. Nic was the first to discover that he could record his own creations.

{My favorite shot — catching the cat in the frame…}
Mindfulness asks of me huge amounts of quiet watching.
Knowing when to engage and when to hold back is important. I do not wish to leave them to their own devices so much that they become bored or apathetic. But neither do I want to interfere.

The hardest thing about remaining mindful is that it requires self-knowledge. What I bring to any interaction, situation or day is going to impact how I respond. I cannot be at my most mindful best for these children if I am interacting not with them but with the ghosts of my past.

Each day is a self-contained unit of possibility.