Think Like a Monk by Jay Shetty, could and have read over and over. I think five-ish times, purchased two copies.
For me personally, so many pearls in it. So many aha moments.
My daughter Bella-Lena called him a farce. Providing lip service just to milk a cash cow. I don’t want to believe it.
I’ve read The Diary of Anne Frank several times as well, as a kid. The first time I read it, I was maybe ten years old. It made no sense to me. I didn’t understand and couldn’t comprehend why they had to live and hide like that.

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