Last week, I was able to complete two twenty-minute sessions of practicing waiting in silence: a…
Burnout is this phenomenon where people seem to mysteriously become dysfunctional. Sometimes it creeps up upon us and we miss the signs or…
When I was just slightly younger, I had this impression that I was someone who was open-minded and I saw the world in shades of grey. I often judged people for being too absolute, too black and white.
It seems like there is an aversion to growing old. Crossing over to one’s 30s would symbolize the loss of youth or people would quip that they are ‘forever 25’, as though there is something ghastly about being older than 29.
In roughly two days I’ll leave the United States and will probably be unable to return again.
This has been a sharp about-turn for me, even for myself. I remember setting foot in San…