Yes, let me tell you that sitting for three months in pants full of pooh in hospital, just because I was too dysfuunctional to care and traumatized and surrounded by rapist doctors and nurses and security guards, was heavy. but it did not stop there. From jumping of a roof, I broke my spine and started leaking if you know what I mean. Anyway, most often then not, when we are blessed, we understand why we are covered in pooh. Then there was THE most intensive ass wiping for decades I ever did ever except as dalai lama. I learned, as an old indian man told me, pooh wisdom. or yes , the dao of a pile of pooh on earth for every respectable mystic.