Wouldn't it be nice if a neatly packaged box of peace or freedom was under your tree this year?

I don't mean the trip to Aruba you've been secretly researching or the silent treks through Iceland's glaciers you daydream about (I keep hearing Iceland is a great place to go!).  This isn't about escapism, but real freedom in where you are right now.  Peace IN the chaos, IN the crazy, IN the mess, IN the drama and IN the inevitable hustle.

The trick is that you can not find this gift hidden in the...