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.

One thing I know for sure is that my mind, heart, and soul were all involved in comprehending a random event in the physical world. Most people are aware of what their thoughts and emotions are, but not so much aware of our soul’s role in going deeper.

In so many ways, I was fortunate; I didn't die, and I knew there was something I needed to learn. My body was speaking loudly and clearly, showing me that my internal environment needed tending. At any minute, how are we feeling and thinking? How does our body feel? Does anything register within us? It should.