People often ask what a spiritual journey is. They imagine it to be something mysterious, something reserved for monks, saints, or enlightened beings. Yet after years of practice, I have come to see it in a much simpler way.

It is, quite simply, just habits.

When I first started seeking for a way out, it came from a deep sense of hopelessness and desperation. How did I find myself in such an abysmal state? I saw the unfolding of it, day after day, for six years. Yet every day, I held myself together and said, “It will be alright tomorrow.”