My wife was angry at me one day after asking me how I tackle school, work, examinations, and family. I told her that I essentially meditated my way between tasks. Kids crying, work calling, and the needs of my inlaws posed little deterrence when I had to get my tasks done. I told her I separated my family from the task, completed the task, and then returned to my IRL world. She assumed that I didn't give a crap about anyone in pursuit of getting my done. On the contrary, I did it because I cared so much.

Now that she's going to school, she has a better understanding. Like anything else with life, however, the understanding only comes with experience and time. I've got my wife and kids doing breathing exercises throughout the day. They hated me for it first, but they're tolerant of it now. In time, maybe they'll appreciate it. I'm stubborn that way.

I learned about meditation when I took martial arts as a youngling. I feel I became better at it during Vulcan Death Watches on a submarine.

Thanks again for the refreshing article.