 I had a profound voice that spoke to me one night when I was driving a Volkswagen Bug much too fast after dark on a narrow, windy country road with two friends in the car, not many of us wearing seatbelts. And a voice spoke to me and said, you have to slow down. And it wasn't just a voice. I didn't just hear it. It was like something that wrapped around my soul, and I felt it more than I heard it. It impressed me enough that I slowed down and went around a corner.