The best way out is always through.

Once I knew only darkness and stillness... my life was without past or future... but a little word from the fingers of another fell into my hand that clutched at emptiness, and my heart leaped to the rapture of living.

Show me your hands. Do they have scars from giving? Show me your feet. Are they wounded in service? Show me your heart. Have you left a place for divine love?

Thought is the wind, knowledge the sail, and mankind the vessel.

You are always free to change your mind and choose a different future, or a different past.