Nobody in your house is listening to what you tell them.
They're watching what you pick up.
One man swapped one thing. The first object in his hand when the kids got up used to be the phone. He made it a book. That's it. No speech about screens. No new rule on the fridge.
A few mornings in, his kid came down the stairs and said: let's take our big books downstairs and read.
He said he almost cried. I believe him.
Notice what got copied. No value, no talk he gave. An object in a hand at 6:40 in the morning.
You've been trying to teach the people you live with by explaining. Be present. Put that down. Not at dinner. And the whole time your hands have been running a different class, and it's the only one anybody's taking.
The one thing for the weekend:
Tomorrow morning, before anyone else is up, decide what's in your hand when they find you.
Then don't say a word about it. See what shows up in theirs.
Josh
P.S. I finished my 30-day Ash Journal run on July 30. In public, one page a day, no edits, all thirty.
Five minutes. One prompt. One line of ash. The first seven days are free: truevitalyou.com/journal