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Under the Noise
It turns out that peace isn’t rare. It’s just hidden under all the noise I keep carrying around. I used to think peace was something I had to chase down,...
Under the Noise
It turns out that peace isn’t rare. It’s just hidden under all the noise I keep carrying around. I used to think peace was something I had to chase down,...
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Ordinary Moments
I'm practicing the art of noticing. The color of the rain-soaked sidewalk, my cat snoring, the smell of clean laundry.A gentle nudge to pause and appreciate the small wonders.
Ordinary Moments
I'm practicing the art of noticing. The color of the rain-soaked sidewalk, my cat snoring, the smell of clean laundry.A gentle nudge to pause and appreciate the small wonders.
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Who Are You When You’re Not Lost in the Story R...
Most of the time we're listening to a narrative about what's happening, what it means, and what should come next. The voice explains, judges, plans, worries, remembers. It narrates your...
Who Are You When You’re Not Lost in the Story R...
Most of the time we're listening to a narrative about what's happening, what it means, and what should come next. The voice explains, judges, plans, worries, remembers. It narrates your...
