I find myself thinking of Patrick Kearney whenever the temporary peace of a retreat vanishes and the mundane weight of emails, dishes, and daily stress demands my focus. The time is 2:07 a.m., and the silence in the house is heavy. I can hear the constant hum of the refrigerator https://andresupjvl.spintheblog.com/39570759/the-quiet-discipline-patrick-kearney-teaches-mindfulness-that-extends-beyond-retreat-settings