I often get the question about how I started on my “path” towards presence. My answer is “when I got Bell’s palsy.” Bell’s palsy is a virus that paralyzes one side of your face and when I woke up one morning in 2009 unable to drink, speak or smile, at some level, I knew my life of pushing through on autopilot was over.
Read MoreRecently, my friend and I were talking about meditation and she told me that she was starting to experiment with meditation. She quickly confessed that she was a “bad meditator,” and I thought to myself, Welcome to the club. But instead of saying that out loud, I asked her why she thought she was a bad meditator.
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