Should AI be the god that makes most humans feel safe; or should humans limit AI? It’s a question for our place in time and history, but this post is about words, their meaning, and how it’s important to understand not only what people say, but what they actually mean.

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.

The strangers and I began with light conversation, but it quickly became much deeper as I asked questions and they revealed more about what they were going through. The conversation felt effortless as each question and response gently probed deeper until it was clear they had gone as far as they were comfortable.

Upon waking up from my dream, I felt uplifted and energized. If I could do all that in my dream, I knew I was on my way back to health. I knew it because my dreams and real life had intersected before. I wasn’t sure for a second which world was real.

The monologues featured five distinct human portraits revealing deep and diverse slices of life. Recently on The View, Whoopi explained that she kept those characters in her head and drew inspiration from people she saw. There was something about the way she said it that caught my attention.

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.

I spent the next ten years healing everything in me that might obstruct my mission to create a life I loved. Patterns, stories, life circumstances, family dynamics, relationships, and life, good and bad, all served as teachers of lessons I needed to hear and learn.

Others tend to distrust this type of healing work, and I don't blame them. There is nothing to see, no physical mending of body parts, no medical tests to be run that confirm healing has taken place. This is healing work made visible only by words and descriptions of souls disappearing into the light of their new destination. How do others know what I see and hear souls say is real? They don't.

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.