It is Sunday morning, a quarter to eight, when I start writing this blog. I have already done some yoga and meditation and made myself a cup of tea. Sitting at my desk and writing this story feels like the most generous gift I can give myself at the moment. I love to write in the morning. I could have done many other things right now. I could have staye…
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