"Contacts with their objects, O son of Kunti, give rise to cold and heat, pleasure and pain. They come and go and are impermanent. Endure them bravely."
Modern explanation
In a moment of stillness, receive this: Feelings are weather, not climate. The strongest storm still ends.
Practical application
Sit for five minutes without your phone. Watch your breath. Don't try to change it.
Reflection question
Beneath all the noise, what does my deepest self already know?