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. 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://patrick-kearney15756.tinyblogging.com/beyond-retreats-how-patrick-kearney-frames-mindfulness-as-a-daily-discipline-83154734