Julie Kennedy
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Authentically Fake
I used to think mindfulness meant focusing on one thing intently. I imagined it would be like trying to win a staring contest where it’s all about dry eyeballs and competition. It sounded like the opposite of inner peace, and the thought of being aware of my thoughts scared me. If mindfulness meant that I had to acknowledge how I felt, then I didn’t want it.
By Julie Kennedy4 years ago in Motivation
Driving West at Sunset
Sabrina carried the box from the nursing home to her car and set it down on the passenger seat. She held a hand protectively in front of it as she drove, bracing it like a small child that might slide onto the floor if she took a corner too fast. When she arrived at her father’s empty apartment, she sat idling in the old Buick, the left blinker still clicking loudly.
By Julie Kennedy5 years ago in Families
