I’ve always believed in the power of our brain to assist us in a myriad of mysterious ways, if we would just ask for the help.
At least a few times a week I have occasion to practice asking for the answers I need: sometimes, it’s as simple as not remembering a song title or someone’s name. Usually, it involves feeling overwhelmed about a project or assignment. And occasionally, it’s something rather profound and complex – those “meaning of life” questions or other existential inquiries of the Universe.
In each of these