People who have known me for a long time might raise an eyebrow to hear that I’m on a spiritual journey. But even in my most egocentric moments, I’ve always known I am not the biggest thing in the universe. Three years ago, I had an opportunity to plug into life in an unexpected and blessed way. Through the generosity of the Comanche, I learned about peyotism, the faith that has arguably been practiced in Texas longer than any other.