Once upon a time, you asked a certain someone for a blessing. Instead, he or she blasted you with a curse. The debilitating blow of that bad juju hit you right in the place that was ripe for the blessing you requested. What a tragedy!

Do you understand that the seed of the blessing you once needed (and still need) is hidden within the curse? If you figure out what that blessing is, you'll find the cure. (P.S. The French word for "wound" is blessure, which suggests that blessing can come from wounding.)

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(Excerpted from the revised and expanded edition of Pronoia Is the Antidote for Paranoia)