The term ‘mindfulness’ had been invading everything I read like a persistent two-year-old tugging at my t-shirt. Eventually, I’d acquiesced and looked up the term on Google:
How hard can it be?
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How to Rock a Raincoat (and other stories from Georgia’s first day at school)
“Does she go on the stage and sing songs for children?” Georgia asks.
“Not really. She’s more on TV and in movies for adults, not kids,” I say.
“Adult movies, Mama?”
Jez raises an eyebrow.
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Wherever I Lay my (Sun)Hat
“Home was the place you lived now, the place you lived then, the place you came from, the place you went to. The place you want to be at the end of the day, when your feet are tired and you want something hot for dinner.”
– Queen of Beauty by Paula Morris.
“This building,” I say pointing to the stunning verandah-ed manor lounging across a whole block of the main square of Tamariu, “someone’s home? Una casa?”
The waiter’s wonky eyes brighten and he nods “Si, casa.”