I had been traveling for three hours before I realized it: I had forgotten my passport, I had no cash left, and I couldn't access my bank account. Sitting in the train station in Wilmington, Del., with a barely bought ...(back to the article)
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This is a wonderful article, Dominique! You know who forwarded it to me. I hold Siddhartha Gautama in the highest regard and I was blown away that I didn't know of your use of this path. Thank you for sharing this with all of us. With Love...
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Thanks for the reminder to breathe and appreciate the moment!
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