After Martin got his jammies on, he shouted down the stairs to us, “Can I meditate?”

We gave him the ok to go ahead and meditate, a bit puzzled.  We wondered what a 6-year-old meant by “meditate.” We waited a while so he could do his thing alone.  Finally, we couldn’t stand the mystery of what he meant by meditate (and he was quiet), so we sent Emma up to investigate.  Here’s what she found!

There was an exercise in meditation at church last weekend and Martin at least seemed to pick up on the leg and arm posture and felt inclined to climb a platform like the presenter did so people could see him.  Namasté Martin.

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