My parents drove a Pontiac sedan while I was growing up. It proudly sported a bumper sticker with the words “Question Authority.” Over the years, that sticker faded and parts were rubbed off, but it was still there decades later when my son finally retired the car…
Today, after a coughing jag, one of my intuitive clients asked me if there was something that I wasn’t saying. My first response was to say “no”, but then a realization struck me. There has been something that I need to speak about.
