The only way to exit the long road is to remember who we are. Somehow, a whisper, a trauma, a reconnecting with our souls happens as we turn inward. The answers to life speak in the quiet of the morning. We wrestle with making a living while aching to follow our passions.

To illustrate what I'm talking about, this post is about the transition I'm experiencing now. One of the key drivers of this transition was my inability to heal, get rid of, or understand destructive habits that impacted my physical body. Food choices were anything but healthy.