My current neck pain is the result of a past life.

I was born on the Day of the Soul Searcher, according to that big astrological book I opened in a Barnes and Noble at the age of fifteen. I was delighted to see this, and I was always the one walking around with pretty complex thoughts about how the Whole of the Whole fit together.

Twenty two years later, I’m no different. I live for the journey. Actually, I live specifically according to my Soul’s journey. But I wouldn’t have said it like that even a few months ago. I realize, thanks to a series of events over the past few months, that it…