Our dogs are not the best at meditation.
For a while now I have been trying to devote at least 15 minutes a day to meditate. Without fail both dogs choose that time to be as close to me as possible, constantly moving and most likely wrestling or chewing on a bone seemingly made out of heavy metal music. Distracting.
It occurred to me this morning maybe this is the challenge. Maybe I am “gifted” with chance to really focus my attention. Meditate on the hardest setting if you will. And, carry that lesson over in my day-to-day work. Not that I am continually meditating, but there are times some focus would really help. To be able to tune out the chewing and wrestling and concentrate, really concentrate, on what I am trying to accomplish.
So maybe I should thank the dogs. Or, maybe they are just jerks. Right now the odds seem roughly equal for both choices.