I don't really need a defining label. All I know is that I got to the point that my respect for life encompassed all living creatures around me. If I had respect towards the life of a fly, then how could I possibly eat meat? I've seen the question, "If you had to kill the animal to eat it, would you?" Maybe if my life depended on it. That's obviously not the case. And I live in Nebraska...the beef state. I see cattle haulers almost every day heading to the slaughterhouses in South Omaha. I can never look when I pass them. All those soulful brown eyes looking through the slats... Curious. Scared. A mere hour from death.

In 2001, I was watching a show on the History Channel. It highlighted four famous psychics in America during the 1900's. I honestly can't remember who three of them were. The fourth resonated deeply with me. His name was Edgar Cayce. I immediately went to Barnes & Noble and bought a book titled, "Edgar Cayce: An American Prophet", by Sidney Kirkpatrick. So many truths came to light for me. Reincarnation. The Source. Angels. Souls. The Law of One. I have read it many times and have purchased multiple copies that I have shared with friends and family who I thought might be open to accepting new possibilities.