Keltner—the psychologist-phenom with the golden locks, surfer aura, and sad eyes, who’d worked with Pete Docter and his band of Pixar filmmakers—has had plenty of cause to practice his own self-compassion. When I caught up with him recently, his youngest daughter had just left for college, leaving his home too quiet and empty. His mother was lonely, depressed, and had a heart condition. And Rolf, his adored younger brother, had died of colon cancer, at age fifty-six, after a long struggle with the disease. Keltner was reeling, and suffering a profound sense of rootlessness. He felt as if he
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