One day as I was painting, I met an angel. I mentioned to her the title of my upcoming art show, "Where the Temple Begins."

Her wise response, "It begins inside the pain."

I had not considered this possibility. A temple is such a holy place. Does that mean pain is sacred, too?

"Pain, fear, depression are like stones in your stomach. Unpack them one at a time, and you'll transform them," she said.

I want to unearth these hidden treasures inside, and relocate them. After all, rocks belong in the forest.