I found this book in the belly of my old barn smelling of mildew, in between stacks of other marvelous books. I was perhaps, 15 or 16 when it found me. Although still fresh into my youth, it rocked an awareness I believe all souls are capable of: our inner conciousness from which emotions are borne from. I return to this book, like an old friend I call when I'm struggling, to enter into a conversation with the one who remembers--my essence.