In 2011, I realized I was experiencing myalgic encephalomyelitis, perhaps better known in the USA as "chronic fatigue syndrome." By the end of that year, I'd left a teaching position that I considered an answer to a higher calling â�� one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. The turning of calendar pages helped me adjust to that, as I learned that the traditional Western medical establishment has little to offer me in terms of treatment or support. Physically, little has changed since then, and I've had to accept the reality of a major change in the direction of my life. Which direction that is, and what it entails for me, are both still mysteries to me. That's what makes life great!