My mother raised me radically.
She's a single mom, and she brought me up studying religion, traveling the world, sitting with gurus and nuns and witches — until I understood that we are all reaching for the same thing and only calling it by different names. We split ourselves up over the words. We shouldn't. We should be pulling in one direction: leaving the world better than we found it. Most people already want that. They just don't have the tools to make it happen.
Somewhere young, in meditation and in prayer, I was shown — thousands of times — that my job is to help as much as I can. I'm not doing it to be good. I'm doing it because I couldn't live with myself if I didn't.
I'm not different from anyone else. I was handed the tools to succeed — and I took the step to use them.
We're all trying to do the same thing.
We just call it different names.