Soul Seeing: For a kid, the dark basement was a scary place. When my dad said, "Tom, run downstairs and get my hammer," the operative word was "run."
Soul Seeing: The reward-punishment dynamic was so pervasive in life that the extra jolt of my parents' acceptance for who I was simply felt good, though unnamed and unexplained.
Soul Seeing: The institutional part of the Catholic Church that once powerfully attracted me now haunts and hurts me. And this conflict messes with my spiritual life.