After two weeks of feeling disconnected, I committed to staying in bed until I reconnected with the merge between my body, mind, and soul. It took three hours of discomfort, distraction, and surrender—but I got there. And then… I lost it within minutes of re-entering the noise of family life. In this raw reflection, I explore the fragility of sacred presence, the grief that comes when it's shattered, and the anger of returning to a world that doesn’t seem to care. This episode captures what it’s like to touch something divine—and then try to live inside a world that forgot.