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Send us a textI believe it takes radical courage to go slow in a world of such urgency and haste. In the past three months, my life took an unexpected turn after the sudden loss of my beloved soul dog, Rad. The weight of grief hit me like a car, causing my legs to fail me and leaving me unable to walk. In this disabled state, I found solace in living each moment as a walking meditation, embracing the beauty and power of a slow-paced existence. As I surrendered to this new way of living, ...



