Struggling With Mindfulness
My struggles with practicing mindfulness continue…! Today I had an unpleasant revelation of sorts. You see, the kid writes his homework in the evening. I sit beside him and try to blog. The kid does everything except write. He talks about everything under the sun… actually, this is not precise. Since he too is an astronomy-lover like me, he talks about everything over, above, beside and under the sun. (Just today he had a question – What will happen if a giant sphere of 3000 degrees C strikes another giant sphere of -3000 degrees C? Which one will win? The mystery remains unsolved. Answers are welcome and desperately wanted!) So in 20 minutes, he has had his bathroom-break, drinks-break, his pencil-break (the tip of his pencil has to be uber-sharp, which means, he sharpens the same after every two words and of course, the thin tip doesn’t survive the tremendous pressure that he exerts while writing. So needless to say, pencil-breaks are much ahead in the race of ‘breaks’.) He...