I opened my eyes and said, "Meditating."
"Can I meditate with you?"
A minute later, my daughter was sitting cross-legged next to me, palms up. I told her to close her eyes, and she squeezed them shut. Then I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, saying, "Take a deep breath in," and I breathed out, saying, "Take a deep breath out." I opened my eyes to sneak a peek at her, and as she breathed in, she lifted her head up. As she breathed out, she lowered her head nearly to her lap. I didn't stop her--instead, I continued instructing her to breathe. I closed my eyes again, and we continued that way for about five minutes.
Tomorrow, if she joins me for morning meditation, I'll invite her to close her eyes and imagine Thea as she breathes in and out. I'll ask her afterward what Thea is like. My daughter has a well-developed thealogical imagination--I'm sure to learn something from her.