Welcome to Good Life Project, where we take you behind the scenes for in-depth candid conversations

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Here's your host, Jonathan Fields.

So a few years ago, on the steps of a local post office, it's had one of those brutal

days.

Too much to do, lines everywhere, perspective pretty tough sell.

And the post office certainly no exception.

After about 20 minutes online, I finally had my turn.

And business done, felt quickly until like that New York stride, moving to the steps

I'd glance up and I'm almost knocking over this young kid who's dressed in a blazer

and a tie.

He looked maybe about eight or nine years old.

It's a kind of nervously offering chocolate bars for sale and saying, you know, help our

school.

But all habits died pretty hard.

I mean, for years, as New Yorker, I came to see almost anyone who asked for money on

the street in the same vein as pests, addicts, thieves.

You know, yeah, even kinks.

You know, plants used by parents, maybe, just to list it money for alcohol and drugs.

But through a combination of fatherhood, spiritual escaleration, the pursuit of maybe

a more conscious path and a switch to decaf latte, I found that I look really sort of

seeding to a more compassionate voice.

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