A couple weeks ago, my wife and I spoke to inmates at an Arkansas state prison about mindfulness and life skills. We were invited by the director of a highly effective pre-release program housed at the prison. I'll be honest; I was a bit nervous. I'd never been to a prison before, much less speak to a roomful of inmates.
And unbeknownst to us, we brought into the facility contraband -- raisins. Yep, sugar, fermentation and all that, we were told. We wanted to use them for a mindfulness exercise. The program director let us... this one time.