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In the fall of 2024, my body collapsed. Not metaphorically—literally. I couldn’t walk, stand, or place weight on my own two feet without unbearable pain. My…

When I walked into her office, Mrs. Vreeland was eating her sparrowlike daily lunch: a small shot of Dewar’s White Label Scotch and a tiny, tiny…

I was about to get my head shaved. At the Dhutanga Insight Meditation Center—an all bhikkhuni (female monk) spiritual sanctuary tucked away in nature outside the…