Some of us experience a more difficult path because we are being challenged to pave the way for the lost that are coming across our path. It’s our job to console them and show them that we made it through, they can, too. That’s what the message is. The message is most always in the mailbox at the end of the driveway on Ego Street. It’s where it meets the highway to Universal Healing. You can’t get there until you traverse the edges of hell. If you find that you are still shrugging your shoulders and saying to your Self, “Well, remember that time I lost everything…,” there’s still work to be done.