Yesterday, my 6-year-old son Armando and I took a walk and came upon a garden pagoda like the one in the picture. He asked, “Mommy, can I have a little privacy?” Realizing it’s not always a good thing to ask “why” in the moment, I said sure and walked ahead.
In less than a minute, he caught up with me and said, “See. It doesn’t take long to meditate on those things. You know they have spirits and now the spirit is in my brain.”