There was someone I knew for many years. I would frequently visit her at her seaside home where we would meditate. We were close friends, but I also felt like she was often quite aloof and disconnected. She made a lot of choices I found erratic and strange. I couldn’t quite put my finger on why.
It wasn’t until my husband Chodo joined us one weekend th…
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