higher than we could have gone without them. Always. In my case, from the depths of my despair 17 years ago, I knew I didn’t want to “look for what was wrong with me,” nor try to explain, metaphysically, what had just happened, because if I had, I would’ve either found stuff or made it up. Instead of staring at the carnage of my train wreck, I doubled down on what I did know, how life, generally speaking, does work, that we are inclined to succeed, that our thoughts become things and we are born of, by, and for the Divine with default settings aimed at soaring.
