Greetings, Sister,

On my way to Costa Rica, I began a love affair with Adyashanti.

As I was reading a collection of his talks in his book, Emptiness Dancing, I found myself underlining nearly every section.

Captivated by his description of his experiences leading up to his Spiritual Awakening and the words he used to name the things that fall away as One gets close to Waking Up, I was smitten.

I had been experiencing all of those same things my Self.

I could feel I was close to something, and there was much relief at hearing a kindred Spirit speak about it with such Resonance.

For the next 10 days I dropped into the deepest womb of Becoming.

A crucible of awe-inspiring beauty, excruciating attunements, mind bending expansion, and ultimately My Own Kind of Oneness.

It was decidedly more Wild Soul than Adya’s.

No sitting quietly on a cushion and then suddenly realizing God’s Presence in Every Thing.

No Transcendent realization that it is all so very simple.

No blinking my eyes and suddenly finding myself in the innocence of Oneness.

Instead... I cowgirled up and Rode the Dragon.


I went into the darkest corners, traveled to the most dizzying heights, and faced the depth of my own suffering head on.

Messy, complicated, fierce, sweaty, and triumphant.

I not only Woke Up — I did it My Way.

Stripped of my notions of how it should or could be done, my Gnostic Heart found the rhythm of Descending.

Into the Body. As Spirit.

A seamless weaving of my Tantra into the consciousness of this Life.

It was a Sacred, Holy Experience.

Divine Feminine in all her Glory.

On Wild Soul Medicine today I will share what can be shared.

In service of providing another possible portal for you to find Your Way too.

I’m still in love with Adyashanti. And also Wildly In Love with My Self.

We’re All One after all.