Sometimes I think I live in a fantasy world. My head is usually in the clouds, trying to find a way to communicate with Spirit or dreaming about all the things I can and want to create, but don't have the time to because I work 6 days a week. Is that what life is all about? Waking up to get ready for work, working for 8 hours, coming home tired, stressing over bills (and I don't even live on my own yet) and doing it all over again the next day?? Is that what it means to be an adult? Maybe it's just my experience. I have seen my parents struggle since I was young. They always had a way to provide my sister and I with the best things possible, but they usually lived paycheck to paycheck. It seemed that it took a lot of hard work and mistakes to get where they are now; and it's still difficult at times even though things have improved. Does it have to be painstakingly difficult to acheive what you want? Are these experiences the reason why I do not feel worthy of cultivating wealth and happiness? I am drawn to spirituality stongly, but I often feel like I am living in two separate worlds -- between the mundane day to day life, and the exciting mystical. How do I bring the two together?