For much of my early adult life, I viewed flourishing as a state of being that necessitated certain ingredients, much like a plant requires good soil, water, and a healthy dose of sunlight to bloom. The graceful rose, for instance, needs to be planted in rich, moist, and well-drained soil, and requires at least six hours of sunlight a day. Place the delicate rose in a garden bed overshadowed by a Eucalyptus tree and the roses won’t bloom. Competition for light, and water, is one thing, but som...
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