So Seriously Yours

I lived alone for what seemed like a millenium and some other therapist I was seeing--or was it a psychic?--yes, a psychic, i believe, one I'd been referred to who worked with me by phone--a psychic told me I had been a monk for many lifetimes and had taken vows of "solitude and solemnity". This information came just as I was transitioning out of my Boy George period. I was beginning to wear clothes of different colors and I was searching for healing anywhere I could find it. I had nearly killed myself in a freeway accident and my back was giving me a lot of trouble. This is about the time I became thoroughly interested in body and energy work--just before my psyche would explode into its own dubious gifts, post rehab x2 and lots of booze later.