I grew up in Los Angeles in the 1950’s when it still had a small town feeling with corner neighborhood stores. I saw lifestyles change, people became driven and stressed out.
In high school I said to myself, “There’s got to be more to life than this.” During those years, I was depressed on a regular basis and lacked purpose in my life. During one of my deepest darkest times as a freshman in college, I walked up in the Hollywood Hills in the darkness of the night and cried out to the Universe, “What is the purpose of my life?” I listened for the answer and the words came clearly –
“Love, serve, and heal.” I asked what form this should take and the voice told me, “The form doesn’t matter. Choose to love, serve, and heal – as purely, directly, and as powerfully as you can.”