On the outside, I am just a normal person. I have my strengths and weaknesses just like anyone else, and I live my life as best as I can, just like anyone else. But invisible to the naked eye, I have lived and continue to live an internal life which is not so normal, a life full of magic and miracles, a life rich with meaning, purpose, and experience; not that this would or should set me apart from another person but that another person might wish to also have such an internal life.
And so I share all this, not for the approval of men, as I know very well that much of it sounds crazy if one is not already familiar with such things. But I share it so that maybe, just maybe it will open up a world of wonder to someone who is looking for it, someone who would have otherwise been condemned to a life less complete, less purposeful, less… magical.