“And thus I accepted the invitation, still there, yet stronger and louder, from some place beyond anything I knew, and the scariest part was that it was asking me to sever myself from my ordinary world in order to grow. The deal it seemed to be making with me was twofold: If I wanted to reclaim myself, I had to let go of the things that made me feel secure. Likewise, to go in and expand back outward, I had to let go of the narratives in my life that were disempowering. I had to let go of what I didn’t need and what I was not; it was a real disrobing. And if I wanted to learn to trust the universe again, I had to move forward with a peaceful, questioning kind of faith—and leave everything else behind.”