Since receiving treatments, I feel as if a light has turned on within my brain that has a speed rail connection to my heart. And as the cycles continue the beam has become brighter and far more refined. Intuitive, yet patient. Wisdom without regret.

Upon walking the dog this fine morning I passed a man seemingly loading his car for vacation as there were suitcases in the driveway. Just a hunch. Inside was what appeared to be an impatient and perpetually disappointed teen. Momentarily looking up from her phone to offer a brief glare of disdain.

I smiled knowing full well the shroud of drama surrounding the scene, one I had been front seat and center on countless occasions many years ago. I wondered what their Christmas dinner may have been like, the conversations and yes, even laughs that permeated their festive home while newly fallen virgin snowflakes huddled around the streetlamps outside. And far beyond, where did this seemingly normal yet beautiful couple meet, what were their holiday celebrations like, what news brought renewed excitement into their lives, and what now forgotten tragedies may have befallen them?

I imagined I possessed a crystal ball that unveiled the deep mysteries – however trivial of all the individuals I now encountered. I recognized the beautiful intricacies within all our lives and perhaps the horrors as well. This was the magical orbit of our existence, and I no longer wanted to be a mere observer. It was now time to be an active participant. And cherish this quiet glory within my newfound meaning of life.