Learn how to transform frustrating encounters with 'Karens' into deep spiritual lessons. This guide offers fierce, loving advice on staying centered and setting boundaries.
The Battlefield of the Banal It happens when you least expect it. You’re in the grocery store, squeezing an avocado , minding your own damn business.
Maybe you’re humming a little mantra, feeling reasonably aligned with the cosmos. And then, from the end of the aisle, you hear it. The sound that curdles milk. The harbinger of psychic warfare.
"Excuse me. EXCUSE ME. Are you seriously going to buy that last carton of oat milk? I had my eye on it." And there it is ~ the opening salvo of a Karen encounter in its natural habitat.
Notice how she didn't actually ask for the oat milk. She didn't say please. Hell, she didn't even introduce herself.