Amidst the loss of self and consuming depression, my mom gifted me a copy of Julia Cameron's The Artist's Way. I carried it like a security blanket for 5 years. In writing and witnessing and listening and trying, I kindled a new kind of power. I let creativity and writing lead the way. I learned that everything I was looking for was also looking for me. I just had to be openhearted enough to let myself be found.