02/23/2026
I remember laying in bed feeling completely empty.
My marriage was falling apart.
My career felt hollow.
And for someone who had called himself a militant atheist for years… I found myself whispering a prayer I didn’t even believe in.
That night I dreamed of a Native guide standing on a wide grassy plain. One by one, four horses ran in different directions. I didn’t understand any of it.
The next day at work, I could still sense him — sitting quietly by a campfire, as if waiting.
For four days I demanded answers in my head.
“What do you want?”
Nothing.
On the fifth day, exhausted, I asked something different.
“How can I help you?”
He smiled. And everything shifted.
What changed wasn’t the vision.
It was me.
For the first time, I felt like I wasn’t worthless. Like something greater actually cared whether I existed. That I wasn’t being judged — I was being invited.
If you’ve ever felt disconnected… unseen… fundamentally flawed…
You’re not behind.
Sometimes the shift begins the moment we stop demanding proof and start softening into curiosity.
Have you ever had a moment where something unexpected met you right in your lowest place?
