May I be so bold as to offer you a gift? If I may, read on. I gift you with the courage to be, to know deeply the divine design of your life. I gift you with passion for the possible and the willingness to bring this possibility into time. You are more than you think you are, and something in you knows it. All the hurts and failures, all the wanderings, losings, dyings, and forgettings were but part of the gaining of the rich material of your life. By being wounded, you became vulnerable and available; by being lost, you were able to be found; by dying, you learned the power of new birth; by forgetting, you gained the joy of remembering.
— Jean Houston, A Mythic Life