“I woke listening to the downpour outside and felt my thorns and bristles—all my barriers—being stripped away. I felt refreshed and so alive. If nature can send these rains to clean and nourish us, can’t my soul come down on me, surround me, and strip away the old? Can it awaken what is dormant in me? I want to know myself, be attentive to my being; listen to my heart beat, hear my breath, reach inside and pull out the passion deep within—so elusive. To find its outlet, however small or big, no difference. How to let go? This is my heart’s prayer. I want to put my mind in another room, the one I woke up in.” (J. M., a Soul Work participant)