I have not yet reached the imago of myself, whom I believe to be a cross between Indiana Jones and Han Solo, but perhaps a bit of brujería could help me meet my potential. Has my fearful conscience turned me into an aginner, unable to reach an enlightened stage of being? Tired of the unlife I have been living to this point, I brachiate to branches of courage when I can no longer hold onto the stems of fear and their prickling thorns of disappointment. The fent in the plan, though, is that oft the branches that lead to illumination are more likely to break than those that secure one in fear and stagnation. If only Tom Petty’s ‘Free Fallin” were a motivational soundtrack to everyday life.