Even seasoned mindfulness practitioners have lapses. I have a new mantra – “P K W: Phone, Keys, Wallet.” This, recommended by my 21-year-old daughter, who’d picked it up from a series she watched called, “Broad City.” After flying from Spain to Brussels late one night, we walked to the baggage claim area, through a highly secure gateway with green lights and glass doors. I removed my heavy backpack, put down my parcel from the duty-free shop, with the souvenirs for my ...
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