This year has forced us to be with ourselves, often without support or distraction. It’s been hard. But perhaps we can turn it to our advantage.
We’ve been sold the idea that meditation sorts out every life problem and improves our lives, but what if it just isn’t working?
If the pandemic isn’t sci-fi movie enough, it feels like half the world has regressed to adult-toddler-tantrum or teenage-sulking-zombie mode. What’s going on?