In the middle of that five-year journey through my own private hell, crappy weather provided a sense of relief. When it was gloomy outside -- as it always was within -- it was such a relief. I didn't have to pretend. I could finally exhale.
How many of us have traveled the path away from ourselves to successfully return only once tragedy or crisis has struck? How much time have the dreams and passions you were born with spent on a shelf, untouched and gathering dust?
At some point in almost everyone's teen years, a well-meaning parent or teacher tells us to correct the way we're standing or sitting. It is a pose based on notions of "good posture" that are more myth than fact.
It is time for ordinary individuals to step up to some of the most profound and relevant philosophical questions in our history and confront the fact that "who we are" and what we believe may be more important than what we do.
I believe we're living through a period of accelerated human evolution, otherwise known as an "evolutionary leap," and that this one is not only marked by but defined by a shift in human consciousness.