I am stopping at my French cafe on the way to a Mindful Circle workshop.  I have time to eat my favorite pain aux raison and sip a cafe au lait.  As expected the woman behind greets me like an old friend and seems to remember that the last time I came in I had to settle for another pastry.  I practice my few French phrases and indeed she corrects my pronunciation.  The very center of my pastry is still warm and the baker is still bringing out the fruits of the morning’s labor.

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