I don't know. I didn't/don't want to dislike this, but....
Her musical genius is paramount, and if her spirituality and musicality were tied to eachother in the way I understand them to be, then there must be something to it. However, this book is pretty baffling, and feels like a bout of psychosis.
At the same time, I found myself recalling a couple periods in my life where I felt I was at my lowest, and invariably lost. Some of these moments have absolutely helped me in developing my personal spirituality, whatever that means. In this way, I kind of get it. She's recalling what seem to be bleak moments in her life, of isolation and depression, moments following personal tragedy, and those moments are where she felt she found "the Supreme One," or "the Lord." This is all good and fine, and I sympathize with it, but she does do and say some wild stuff. She doesn't tell us that you have to suffer and do the things she did to achieve transcendence, "For even though the destination is one, the roads that lead to spiritual realization are many." Regardless, she remains uncritical of her own means, and views the care her family wanted to give as something of an impediment.
Not sure what to make of all this. Made me feel pretty conflicted. I can't argue with her perceived results, but I certainly don't feel great about the means. Anyway, stream Ptah the El Daoud.