Patrick Kearney’s presence returns to my mind precisely when the spiritual high of a retreat ends and I am left to navigate the messy reality of ordinary life. It is past 2 a.m., and the stillness of the home feels expectant. Every small sound—the fridge’s vibration, the clock’s steady beat—seems https://trentongavjc.bcbloggers.com/38083906/patrick-kearney-and-the-discipline-of-mindfulness-in-everyday-life-not-just-on-retreats