# The Thing That Means SO MUCH

A Calling I've always wanted to — and knew I needed to — WRITE a BOOK. If I knew anything about myself, I KNEW this. And this KNOWING was so powerful that it became incredibly painful. Resistance But I didn't know how, so I tried to escape from IT. The pressure of IT. For a while. With time and practice, it became not so much the WRITING that weighed, but THE (unwritten) BOOK itself. As did my resistance to ALL THE MEANING I had now placed on IT. Nothing meant more ...