I had to shatter to become whole.
Ten years ago I broke.
In fact, I broke so thoroughly, I accessed parts of my psyche, mind, and soul I had never before been able to even fathom. To say it was a wild ride would be an understatement.
It blew up my world, and changed everything.
As terrifying as it was, it was the doorway to my healing. It was the doorway to accessing all of my intuitive gifts. It was the doorway to forgiveness and resilience.
And over the past ten years I’ve been undergoing the excruciating process of writing a memoir about all of it.
At the time of my mind’s glorious unraveling, I published a daily blog, Stark Raving Zen, and I also privately journaled things I couldn’t (in such an unhinged state) articulate at the time.
Stark Raving Zen: A Heroine’s Journey of Coming Alive, is the title of my memoir, and in the near future I’ll explain how important that title is to me.
It was Glennon Doyle who said, “Write from your scar, not from your wound.” In other words, allow the proper healing to take place before you tell your story. My blog ten years ago was written from the wound. It was chaotic, and nonsensical at times. But I had readers from over 70 countries tuning into it every day. It spoke of the process of coming alive, of spirits, intuitive development, and our mandate to follow our own truths and hearts, rather than the broken systems we were habituated to.
People could feel it even if they couldn’t fully understand it.
Even I couldn’t fully understand it, and I was living it.
So over the past decade I started slowly by just gathering notes, outlining, collecting relevant quotes, and writing a page here and there. (I wrote another complete book during that time: The Fascinated Observer.)
Four years ago, I pushed through and finished a very rough draft of Stark Raving Zen, which I revised about ten thousand times. Over the past two years I have been working with professional editors, writing non-stop, revision after revision after revision…to articulate the story to my greatest ability. I think it’s finally time for me to get about as vulnerable as a person could possibly get, and release the story of my own shattering, the tragedies that led to it, the magical gifts I was given to navigate it, and the indescribable beauty and healing the whole experience brought to me.
When you read my story, you’ll know the words I’ve chosen to describe its events are not hyperbole. Most who have already read it wonder how I came through it alive. And I honestly do consider it a near death experience.
I’m writing today to 1.) apologize for being silent over the past three months as I’ve worked tirelessly to cross the finish line with this all encompassing project. 2.) and to let you know that I’ll be updating weekly from here on out, in order to share my progress and keep you informed.
As always, my subscribers will hear from me first, and my subscribers will be the only ones who have access to special offers related to my upcoming book and future SRZ programs in development. I’ll be offering a pre-order opportunity very soon. So if you are not yet subscribed to my mailing list, please take a moment to do so, by visiting my homepage and entering your name and email in the provided field. If you do so, you’ll also get my Come Alive E-book, which is a delightful guide to cultivating the mindset needed to ignite your life. It’s a whimsical creation that packs a powerful energetic punch.
For now, thank you for being here.
I cherish you more than you can know. I can’t wait for you to get to know me–the real me–much more deeply. And I can’t wait to become what Stark Raving Zen is asking of me– more courageous, more wild, more true, more vulnerable than ever before.
So Much Love,
P.S. Stay tuned for a blog article on Resilience in the coming week, which I believe to be the key to Coming Alive. (And, looking back, certainly how I survived the Stark Raving Zen odyssey.)