an early bird

When she arrived this morning, I was still getting ready but as her time is so short on the way to work, we went to meditate in the garden room.  We are now about a fortnight into this pattern; she comes early or at the end of her day to restart her meditation practice.  I had said when she got married that  loving her as I do, I wished her every good in the world and that included helping her set up her home, wedding dresses and wedding parties, but that the most enduring gift would be meditation because that gift would last beyond lifetimes.  She tried then but there was so much happening, so much to entice and distract, but now it seems different, and this is a mature decision.  Today, we seemed to arrive at a real peace with much less effort and the sense of her real nature being complete and peaceful and of the relationship of mother and daughter disappearing into that singleness was a lovely thing to start the day with.