Posts tagged mindfulness writing
Bonderman Fellowship Reflection Project: The Process of Becoming

People say that travel changes you. I say travel makes you more you. Imagine you had a whole day to yourself. You can do anything you want, with anyone you want, anywhere you want. Now repeat this process every day for the better part of the year. At the end of the year, what would you be interested in? How would your perspective change? Who would you become?

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Bonderman Fellowship Blog: Hunting For Tradition: Life With The Shiwiar

Francisco is a handsome man. His build is slender, skin unblemished and hair neatly combed to his left side. His unsuspecting blue jeans and “Venice Beach” t-shirt conceal the fact that he is the leader of his Shuar community, an indigenous people local to the Ecuadorian rainforest.

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Bonderman Fellowship Blog: Creating Space Between Emotions and Response

How do we stay calm when things around us aren’t?

You can have anger without acting angry. You can feel anger yet not be angry.

Anger is an internal state; it can be physiologically felt and cognitively observed.

When anger arises, a sense of tension is present in our bodies. Our breathing quickens and shallows, our temperature may elevate, or we may perspire. There are also notable mental effects. We may become cognitively impatient and negatively biased, as displayed by the cynicism of our accompanying thoughts.

This is anger; anger is internal.

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Bonderman Fellowship Blog: The Great Divide

It’s the little moments that fascinate me: the walk with your head down, take a sip of water, blink-and-you’ll-miss-em type moments. Compound this perceptivity with a tremendous curiosity towards the social aspects of life and you become fascinated with human interaction and the human psyche. And that’s where this story is going - a seemingly minuscule moment, potentially missed by many, yet defining nonetheless.

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Unexpected Connections in Kuala Lumpur

From a social standpoint the monorails of Kuala Lumpur are like the subways of New York. They are strictly a transport mechanism, rarely do people talk to one another.

Not following the implicit societal standards, I made a comment to a stranger "that's a cool shirt". This simple comment led to a friendship I couldn't have imagined.

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