When I was in college, I had an encounter that redirected my life. I was working in Chautauqua, New York at the oldest wooden hotel in America along with about 30 other waitresses. One day I woke up and felt the weight of the world on my shoulders. It was a physical presence. I worked through the day, but I couldn’t shake this feeling that something was happening deep inside me; something was changing but I couldn’t put my finger on it. It just was there.