I have never been a fan of David Lynch’s films, but his foundation is beautiful.
Stress is one of the biggest problems our children face; I address this at some length in Mama. From the book: “The other day, Bethesda and I caught the school bus together. Thirty or so primary school-aged children boarded. After a minute, their behaviour degenerated to a terrifying degree – they were literally screaming at the back, pouring water on each other, shouting, shrieking, jabbering. The driver had to stop to calm them. I mean, the degree of agitation was terrifying. Not [because of] bad parenting, [but] extremely stressed parenting.”
Before school each morning, Bethesda and I meditate on our mats for five minutes. She then chooses a single pose from her children’s yoga cards. I read the text, we practise the position together, and we begin school. This is not a straightforward procedure; Bethesda is intellectually high-octane, and not given to stillness. The first weeks were a little fraught. She resisted the enforced stillness, but has come to enjoy its effects. I’m hoping that with time, she will begin not only to explore this level of awareness, but to revel in it.