After the accident, I felt like I was stuck, missing my purpose, and that there was something more I was destined to accomplish in my time on this big, beautiful planet. I spent two years, trying to find my way to the surface, feeling overwhelmed, fearful, and not recognizing my life.

What I didn’t know at the time, was that all the discomfort was a result of my own spiritual growth. My skin felt itchy, like it didn’t fit any more. Which was true. I’d outgrown some old beliefs and was struggling to figure out my new way of living.

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