Last night I got home from work and my wife and kids were still out. Suddenly, everything came to halt. There were no diapers to change, laundry to do, dishes to wash our gibberish to check. This was my dream for the past few weeks, or at least that’s what I thought until I found myself there.
I knew that time was short before they got home so there was no time to meditate and I really didn’t have the energy for it yet either. Further, I began to realize, after reading all of my regular sites, that the only other “entertainments” all involved levels of unskillfulness to some degree so I quickly put Abby of those ideas to rest. As I sat on the couch in the in between I realized that I have come to like the opportunities to serve, care for and give that being a husband and father provide and, at least until I am able to make the jump to ordination (if ever in this life), I can relax a little in my role.
Now when I see the niggling little thought that I should be somewhere else, doing something more to practice I can remember that there really isn’t any better place to be right now. Note when it comes I can put my heart into the practice of the paramis and the cultivation of the brahmaviharas at home.