My personal struggle with these questions began when I was in high school. As I looked around at the adults in my universe; at their values and the way they lived; at what I perceived as the lack of vitality, and meaning in their day-to-day routines, I realized with increasing certainty that I could never be happy or satisfied living a life like the ones I saw playing out around me. So I began to search for alternatives. I didn’t define this as a spiritual quest (nothing in my family background would have encouraged me to think in that way), but looking back, it’s clear that’s what it was.The prevailing “wisdom” at the time consistently pounded home the message that happiness comes from making money. Boy, was I wrong?
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Do you believe this?
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Yes
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No
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