My flight across the ocean, from Denver to Chicago to London, would land at 7am. Fingers were crossed that I’d sleep on the red eye flight. I had a 9am train booked to Wales. Then, I’d stop for lunch in Bangor with my mindfulness teaching supervisor, our first chance to meet in person. Next, I’d …
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The streets of Mumbai are chaotic. Cars weave through lanes without warning. Motorcycles and rickshaws pass along the shoulder or wherever is most convenient. Vegetable carts, overburdened bicycles and street dogs dart intermittently across the road. Honking is incessant and bumper-to-bumper traffic jams are frequent. The small lanes become overburdened with the hustle and bustle …
In art therapy during college, I loved to play in the sand tray. I don’t recall details of my trays, but I remember guided visualizations and the first time that I created a mental image of a safe place. Nature is a safe place for me. So I created a vision with looming mountains, a …
