After spending the summer living and working at the Shambhala Mountain Center I didn’t get a chance to return for three months after I left. Quite longer than I...
I cross the flight path of the snowflake. Thwack. Cold and wet meets warm and dry. The chemical reaction tingles my cheek, waking me up to the fresh, bright...
An Invitation to Mindfulness Practice I’m about to conduct a short investigation into the present moment. Would you care to...
“Welcome to Shawshank,” said a new colleague when I started a job at a call centre a few years ago....
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