Equanimity Is Antifragile
Or why you should find a crying baby
Equanimity needs to be pushed to its limits, my baby daughter taught me as much.
Let me tell you how.
It was a grey overcast evening in late January; a slow drizzle nicely accentuated the overall melancholic mood. It was the type of evening that makes one’s home feel cozy by contrast; the type of evening…