Walking Ourselves Back to Attention

When my Tibetan grandmother died on a winter night in Darjeeling, India, the lamas came to the house and began reading aloud from The Tibetan Book of the Deadto guide her through the bardo, the liminal state between her death and her rebirth. Seated in the altar room...

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The Simple Words That Reshaped How I See Myself

“Only say good words to your child. Even if it looks like they’re not listening, if you repeat those kind words a hundred or a thousand times, they will eventually become the child’s own thoughts.” ~My grandmother When I think about my childhood, the first word that...

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