One of the pieces of research that stuck with me was by Wendy Hasenkamp who is now Research Director at Mind and Life Institute. She looked at the basic move in meditation. It doesn’t matter if you’re doing a visualization or compassion or mindfulness, the basic movement is this: when your mind wanders off, notice that it’s wandered, remove it from where it’s gotten attached, and put it back on your point of focus....
When it comes to big companies, the word “data” is a major buzzword. We all know about the numerous data leaks that take place at these companies on a seemingly weekly basis. Also, we know most of these companies to sell our data to advertisers. Meta, TikTok, YouTube, and other platforms could be forced to share their data Meta, TikTok, YouTube, and other platforms could be forced to share their data...
This Windows 11 Se laptop will have modest specs all around This Windows 11 Se laptop will have modest specs all around You’re likely to find Chromebooks in schools as the main bit of computer technology. It doesn’t take much to be a school computer, and Chromebooks’ lightweight software and host of cloud-based applications make them perfect for education. This is why they are dominating the market. Microsoft, however, is looking to dethrone Google with its own education-centric laptop....
A Joyful Retreat In September, InsightLA hosted “Creating Joy in Community,” the first residential meditation retreat by and for transgender, nonbinary, gender-nonconforming, and genderqueer (collectively, trans*) people. Mindfulness and Buddhist practitioners, as well as new meditators, attended the four-day program. It was broadly accessible, thanks to scholarships (from donations), care for accessibility needs, and a trauma-informed approach. All the retreat’s teachers and staff are also trans*. Martin Vitorino, InsightLA’s Director of Programming and a retreat leader, noted that factors like gendered housing plans and few teachers of diversity can make other retreats untenable for trans* people....
My preschooler, Opal, started plying me with questions when she was four. “Were you the one who died that mouse?” Or, “Do you think that moth knows he’s dead?” Cute out-of-the-mouths-of-babes comments tossed off as she buzzed on to her next activity. I’d gotten used to her frank, unemotional curiosity about death, but when her questions shifted from light banter to a source of terror, I was caught completely off-guard. It happened just before her fifth birthday....
