There occasionally comes a time when your path in life leads you away from where you thought you were going. Perhaps you’ve passed your prime with a lover, and find that you are now moving in different directions. Perhaps you find yourself led astray from an old dream at the beckoning of a new, greater dream.

As a boy, I had dreamed of touching the world with the music that my bandmates and I had composed. Over time, however, I found myself more and more compelled by my studies of human nature, and my work to create schools that supported people in developing that nature.

The last time I sat down at my drums before putting them in storage, I played so hard that I shredded the muscles in both my forearms. I could hardly lift a glass of water for more than a week.

Now, every time I lift a glass of water, my wrists remind me of my passion for rhythm and music. So it is that an ancient love lives on…