Before we learned to count the years, we were already masters of the infinite. We did not simply exist in the world; we were an extension of its vibrant, pulsing energy. There was no boundary between the breath in our lungs and the wind in the trees—everything was a sacred conversation. This is the natural heritage of the soul: a state of being where the heart remains wide open, unburdened by the heavy labels of 'utility' or 'logic.' To return to this state is not a journey b
