I thank and kiss the ground before my friend and brilliant editor, Joanna Bowen. Without her, this book would be an incomprehensible jumble of random and unfathomable thoughts and oddly spelled words. She put chaos into order.
My professor of MBCT at Oxford University, Mark Williams, for being such an inspiration and passing his wisdom along with Melanie Fennell and John Peacock.
Dr. Mark Collins who saved me when I was deep in the darkness, and Ros who always holds my hand when I’m down there.
Rowena Webb, my publisher at Hodder and Stoughton, along with Maddy Price.
Thanks to Serge Seidlitz for his great illustrations.
To Michael Foster for setting all this up and my agent, Robert Caskie, along with Caroline Michel.
Andrew Dellis for his help with neuroscience. Simon Whitesman for his help with mindfulness.
My family, Ed, Maddy, Max, and Marina, for their constant supply of humor and endless supply of love.
My friends who stand by me. My parents who made me.
My relatives in America (the Hambourgers) who got my parents out of Austria just in time, without which I would not be possible.