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Nobody Is Coming to Save You
We are born into lives we never chose and minds we did not build. On where understanding begins, and the moment we begin to take the baton.
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Every piece here has honoured all ten commandments.
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We are born into lives we never chose and minds we did not build. On where understanding begins, and the moment we begin to take the baton.
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On the quiet extinction of the human spirit: how a person can outlive their sorrows and still never recover from them, and what it takes to stay tender afterwards.
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Self-control begins with curiosity about what is driving us, long before we try to conquer anything in the world.
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Why grief hurts, and why mindfulness, held gently, can help us meet it with a little less self-criticism rather than make it disappear.
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A clinical psychologist on how easily a thought becomes something we obey, and how mindfulness gives us a little room to choose what to do next.
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Is the person who says “we are all different” really different? On why belief is so popular, what it asks of us, and whether the rightly guided have seen through the world or only been told they have.
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Why a brain built for the forest still stings when a post gets few likes, and why governing it takes consciousness rather than hope alone.
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Mindfulness is not a low-hanging fruit but the epitome of the human pursuit: the move from being a football at the mercy of the body to being its custodian.
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A better life does not begin when the mind goes quiet. It begins when you stop being the one who is shouting and become the one who listens.
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Know a person's culture and you can predict how they will react. Without mindfulness, the argument goes, we are clones of that culture, living lives of reactions.
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The Buddha did not tell anyone to renounce the world. He asked what brings suffering, and answered attachment. Non-attachment, the author argues, is less a bug fix than an OS overhaul.
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A confession about counting steps in threes, and the day the one who thought he was weaving the web realised he was the insect caught in it.