We did the Mah Ohm chant (not sure of the correct spelling) and as we did each round, we focused on a different thought. For one round, we focused on the fact that our minds are peace. Another round, we thought to ourselves that our minds are love. Yet another, our minds are Buddha. You get the idea.
It was sweet to hear his little voice singing the Mah Ohm, his voice rising with the chant and then falling down with it. A little off key. But then again, so was I.
When we were leaving, I was distracted signing some forms. He was sitting on the floor putting his shoes back on, waiting for me to tie them. People were busily entering the meditation room for the next service and it was a bit crowded.
"Just try to tie them yourself," I said, mildly stressed by having to negotiate too many things at once. "I'll help you as soon as I'm done."
I wasn't paying attention to him when he shouted, "I tied my own shoes!"
I looked down to find him beaming up at me with a huge smile.
"I did it by myself!" he said.
I ruffled his hair and told him he was doing a good job but I should have hugged him and made a bigger deal out of it. He's been trying to learn how to tie his shoes for a long time now.
Once we were out of the temple, I refocused on him.
"I'm so excited that you tied your own shoes!" I said.
"I can't believe you did it for the first time at temple," I said, laughing.
"Maybe I did it because my mind was peaceful?"
"Maybe you did," I said and contemplated the little Buddha walking next to me.