5 Signs You’re On The Hero’s Journey.

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Source: Wonder Woman TV Series 1975.

The usual hero adventure begins with someone from whom something has been taken, or who feels there is something lacking in the normal experience available or permitted to the members of society. The person then takes off on a series of adventures beyond the ordinary, either to recover what has been lost or to discover some life-giving elixir. It’s usually a cycle, a coming and a returning.” ~ Joseph Campbell

You won’t feel ready for it when it comes. No one does.

Castor doesn’t train heroes anymore. No, your call will come when you are folding the laundry, punching the time clock, sitting at your desk with stacks of paper in neat and organized piles. One day, when you are writing checks, the wind will blow through you, and you will wonder where that chill came from as you notice your windows are so safely shut, and the room is a comfortable seventy-five degrees. This is your warning.

For those among us who are prone to leaping off bridges just to feel the thrill of falling, your call may not feel like a call at all.

You might meet a tall dark stranger who extends to you a harmless invitation and find yourself suddenly hurdling through space- gleefully- while cosmic dragons hurl fire that whizzes past your ear, singeing your hair and giant spiders weave nets all around. Be careful out there.

Your call to adventure may come as a shriek in the stillness of the night while you lie awake ruminating about the rising waters, the secrets you keep, the way your lover turns away from you after sex. Or it might come as haunting and melodious pipe music you can only almost hear, being played by a nymph in the wild places of your dreamscape.

Your call might be a regal horn blown by the breath of a great angel through a million tree branches scraping against your window. Finally, if you’re truly destined for greatness, your call may not arrive until the skies catch fire, and set ablaze all the small comforts you’ve so meticulously collected, turning the house you were raised in to ash.

No matter how your call comes, it is the trumpet of your destiny. You will say that you have more important things to do: you are raising children, punching the clock, planning a vacation to escape from an oppressive life.

You will protest to the messenger. You will say he has confused you with someone else, that you’ve not a heroic bone in your whole body, that your Honda, your atrium, your sensible beige walls are who you really are- what you see is what you get- and you simply cannot accept his invitation right now. You’re too young. You’re too old. You’re not financially ready. You’re not emotionally ready. You’re blind. You’re deaf.

“But the makers of legend have seldom rested content to regard the world’s great heroes as mere human beings who broke past the horizons that limited their fellows and returned such boons as any man with equal faith and courage might have found…. The hero comes back from this mysterious adventure with the power to bestow boons on his fellow man.” ~Joseph Campbell

It’s already too late. When you are called, no refusal, no denial, no sputtering rejection can stop it from beginning, so don’t go back to sleep.


1. The calling itself is your qualification.

 “The real work of our lives is to become aware. And awakened. To answer the call.” ~Oprah Winfrey

You don’t feel qualified? Good. Neither does anyone else. In the ass-backward and meaningless world created by our collective insanity, you must qualify. You must qualify to be permitted to work, to be housed, to have status as a human being. If you are bat-shit crazy and poor, you are diagnosed with a thought-crime from the big book of The Healthy State’s Conformity Manual (fake book title- you know the one).

If you’re crazy- and you find a way to monetize it- you’re eccentric and brilliant, a sharp and creative mind (relative to the growth and return on your bank account, that is).

How strange, to give so much power away in a world that measures the value of a human life with numbers in a vast virtual databank. What is your life worth? Do the numbers add up?

Are you qualified to receive the right to live with dignity and purpose? Do you qualify for healthcare? A safe home in which to raise your child? Food? This is a system that we collectively- and literally- just made up. It is insane. It is meaningless. Only our agreement allows it to exist at all.

Underneath all your concessions, your hold-outs, your hold-ins, your thrashing, your frozenness lies something original, unique and profoundly real, truly alive, bursting with creative ecstasy.

If you have done everything right-or even if you haven’t — and you don’t know why it feels hollow, how you’ve become so tame, so stiff and gray and boring, like the color has been squeezed out of you,  then your call has come right on time. Pick up. The phone. Fate knows you’re home. Don’t make her blow a tornado through your living room to get your attention.


2. Your life begins taking on magical or supernatural qualities.

Pay attention. Be astonished. Tell others.” ~ Mary Oliver

Once you have been called it is not so far-fetched that you would begin to experience unusual phenomena. After all, you do not yet know what you are called to- what you will become could not be explained to you because it is not in your frame of reference.

Can you imagine a color that does not exist?

Even as you take your very first step, you are blind. It seems unfair to be asked to walk a path that you cannot see, but in exchange for your lack of sight, you shall be awarded vision. You will see with the eyes in your hands as you feel your way forward. You will peer into worlds that lay upon the dust under your physical feet; you will see the greater focus of existence and you will learn to let go your attachment to appearances.

With any luck at all, it will start small: a glimmer out of the corner of your eye, a strange encounter with an old woman who says the oddest thing you’d ever heard, the sense that you are not alone in an empty room. You will wish to brush these off as tricks of your clever mind, but failure to heed the secret knowledge of your gut will only result in more powerful demonstrations designed to dash the illusions under which you live to pieces.

If you think the chill rolling down your spine in the silence is eerie, just dare to ignore it.

If you insist on physical demonstration it will come, but great risks you take with this demand, whose form you cannot control. Do you really think you are ready to kneel before an apparition as solid in your perception as your own flesh? Do you really believe that you could withstand the light of your own being without being shattered to your humanity? Would you become a prophet or an empty shell housed in the nearest nuthouse?

You cannot answer these questions. You are too fragmented as yet to know what you are. We all are. If you do not think you are shattered, then you do not yet know even the most basic thing about your human condition. When finally you see yourself break, which may not become evident to you without great loss, only then have you begun to see what has happened to you in your sleep. This is the first hint to the true purpose of your journey.


3. You begin to lose your grip.

We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another, unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present.” ~ Anais Nin

So tightly clenched have been your fists around what is left of your old life- of the pre-called self- that your fingertips have turned white, the joints in your knuckles ache, the ragged edges of your nails draw blood in half-moon shapes from the meaty bases of your palms.

Your old reality is now called into question. What was solid and true begins to warp and fade. The bedrock on which you built yourself is turning to dust beneath your feet, the walls on which you have hung photos of your dearest memories turn to ash before your eyes.

At every threshold you lose something: your shoe, your watch, your favorite negligée. Yesterday you needed these things; today the Universe teaches you that you don’t. You’re in a perpetual state of grief and wonder. In every mirror you will see yet another of your many faces.  The days of being two-faced have ended as you discover, slowly, that you are everything that has ever been.

What a great and terrible responsibility that falls upon the awakening human. Ever more weary as you tread, you cannot return for you have lost your way in the vastness of yourself now.

Time, you find, moves in every direction. The alarm clock still rings, you still drink coffee, your body still sits in traffic, but your spirit is stretched across eternity. Everything looks the same, and yet, not at all.

Your skin becomes increasingly uncomfortable as you try to contain all that you are. You find you cannot stuff anymore in, and so now you must begin to sort through the storage of your eternal self and cast out what no longer seems valuable, what no longer seems true, what no longer seems real.

You no longer look with your eyes, but with your inner sight. You see all the world, all its devious systems, the way it lulls, the way it oppresses, the way it is designed against all truth. You have fallen for so many deceits. You can no longer trust anything you once knew.  You begin to realize that this quest will claim your life, and one blink later…


4. The Abyss has taken hold.

It is by going down into the abyss that we recover the treasures of life. Where you stumble, there lies your treasure.” ~Joseph Campbell

Lost and empty, there is no longer a road, only darkness all around. It breathes, it hisses and all lights go out. You no longer exist, and yet you are in pain. All but catatonic, you lie there in your sweat, your tears, in the blood spilling from your broken and hopeless heart.

You believe in nothing, in no one. You are sure your end is upon you; you wish for it to come swiftly and terribly.  You can do nothing but wait for your heart to stop beating, and out of this long dark night, a distant, golden glimmer, and harp music calls you through the boundaries of worlds.

Finally, you’ve broken. Finally, all your defenses have been defeated. Finally, you have no choice but to see that all you have clung to is meaningless, that it could not save you. Finally, you have surrendered to the void.

“When there’s no sign of hope in the desert, so much hope still lives inside despair. Heart, don’t kill that hope…” ~ Rumi

You die.

You dream.

So many sights from a life now over: streamers and cupcakes, past due notices and pink slips, campfires and moonlight. Here, in the nothing you face your fears, no longer formless they rise as phantoms in the dark.

War weary, fightless, you watch them hang you and light you on fire, drag you through the dust by a rope around your neck on horseback, throw you from bridges, chop your head off on dusty cobblestone streets. You hear yourself screaming, through the long hallways of time. You hear yourself wailing from a cavern on the ocean floor. Your spirit has carried this pain since the first time you took form. You are sharing the womb with thousands of selves, frozen in the traumas of ages in human time.

You begin to realize what you have done. You begin to realize that your cleverness is not so clever after all. You start to see that your mis-creations never die, not even when you do. You see that you have forgotten, but your creations never did; they cannot. They are bound to you and you are bound by the laws you made for them.

You are ready now, to accept your undoing. You are ready to become a stem cell again. Formless. Helpless. You might become anything: a liver, a heart, a uterine lining. A star, a queen, a priestess. You’ve lost your will. You await instruction from the vast dark womb of the Mother.


5. You are ready to accept your transformation.

The deep parts of my life pour onward, as if the river shores were opening out. I feel closer to what language can’t reach. With my senses, as with birds, I climb into the windy heaven… in the ponds broken off from the sky. . .~ Rainer Maria Rilke

The cacophony of all worlds falls silent as you cross the bridge, the only direction you can now go. Behind you there is no life. It’s funny how you glide now, swimming through the etheric soup, no longer hindered by your clumsy body, loaded down with heavy, dented armor, or bags of worthless trinkets from a world that no longer exists for you.

It is dark in the womb, but it is peaceful. You have made it to the temple. You lost everything along the way, even your identity, which no longer hinges on what you do for money, what you do for specific individuals, what kind of car you drive.

You are utterly empty and without will,  you have come to realize that you cannot know what to be next and have finally let yourself go into the arms of the Great Mother, whose embrace is a soft golden cocoon where your emaciated self can finish safely disintegrating.

The caterpillar cannot imagine what it is to be a butterfly. The sperm cannot imagine what it is to be a human. And ever so slowly, you are being rebuilt. You are being made new.

You are going to be birthed one day, into a world you cannot yet fathom, into a life you did not know was possible. Where you have come from will seem like a dream, and your slate will be wiped clean by the hand of She who created you.

Though the home you now live in seems to get increasingly cramped and tight as you grow, you also have been given new ears and eyes, new limbs, a fresh and open heart, innocence. You can sense the excitement as you float, you can feel that a new dawn is now close.

You can hear their voices now, the voices of those who you are coming to save, to heal, to love into newness. You can hear them speak of you as the royalty whose arrival they eagerly await.

It takes some effort- the labor- it is uncomfortable and your new muscles, new lungs, new eyes work hard to adjust you as you squeeze through the same bridge you crossed as a tiny speck of pure potential all those long months ago, so you can emerge atoned, and blazing with soul.

“Everything changes when you start to emit your own frequency rather than absorbing the frequencies around you, when you start imprinting your intent on the universe rather than receiving an imprint from existence.” ~ Barbara Marciniak

You are no longer a slave, but a true and compassionate servant. You have no needs, only desires that burst into being by the power of the divine will you now are.

Your body, your brain, your singing heart exist only to embody God, as you, in a world that once seemed so scary, so dark, so dangerous. The dark armies are now like ant colonies.

They climb over your your big toe on their way to feed on the crumbs left behind by picnicking families, but they cannot see you, let alone harm you. Now, the dark cities where you were chased by monsters are the playground of creativity, mercy, joy, peace and happiness. Miracles are ordinary occurrences, and you give them away freely to everyone you meet. Your breath raises crystal cities, and your heart beat is the rhythm of the music that holds the universe together.

You are home again.

Then, the phone rings.

Pick it up.




{Are you ready?}




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Alison Nappi

Alison Nappi

Writer, Catalyst, Coach at Write with Spirit
Alison Nappi is an esoteric writing coach, writer, seminar leader and founder of Write with Spirit. She has earned her B.A. in English with an emphasis in creative writing and a minor in communication. With professional experience as a ghost writer, copy writer, editor and proofreader, Alison is well equipped for living the creative life. Like Alison on Facebook or send an email to be added to her mailing list. Learn more or get coaching on Alison's website: Write with Spirit.


  • Sarah Blake commented on August 15, 2013 Reply
    • Alison Nappi
      Alison Nappi commented on August 16, 2013 Reply
      Thank you, Sarah!
      • Nina Yabut commented on November 24, 2014 Reply
        What page did you get Joseph Campbell’s quote from in The Hero with a Thousand Faces?
  • Tracy Wisneski
    Tracy Wisneski commented on August 15, 2013 Reply
    Trumpets blaring!
    • Alison Nappi
      Alison Nappi commented on August 16, 2013 Reply
      When Gabriel’s horn blows, shit’s about to get real!
  • Victoria Erickson commented on August 15, 2013 Reply
    Magnificent! Thank you for that ride Alison…. your combined imagination and word imagery is gloriously magical.
    • Alison Nappi
      Alison Nappi commented on August 16, 2013 Reply
      I’m so glad you enjoyed the tour, Victoria! Thank you so much for reading!
  • gemstar commented on August 15, 2013 Reply
    • Alison Nappi
      Alison Nappi commented on August 16, 2013 Reply
      Thanks, Gemstar!
  • Jason Fonceca commented on August 15, 2013 Reply
    Thank you for “getting it”, and sharing it with others. I love this writing so much, Alison.
    • Alison Nappi
      Alison Nappi commented on August 16, 2013 Reply
      Thank you, Jason. I deeply appreciate your readership!
  • Renee commented on August 16, 2013 Reply
    Love it! What a journey– my mind spins with your imagery– Lush Fabulousness!
    • Alison Nappi
      Alison Nappi commented on August 16, 2013 Reply
      So glad you liked it Renee! Thank you for reading!
  • tanaya caim commented on August 16, 2013 Reply
    I am speechless, breathless and completely fucking terrified. Wow. Just, wow.
    • Alison Nappi
      Alison Nappi commented on August 16, 2013 Reply
      What a powerful comment! Thank you. I’m honored.
  • Monday Blues commented on August 16, 2013 Reply
    I cried. Lost it. Thanks you.
    • Alison Nappi
      Alison Nappi commented on August 16, 2013 Reply
      So glad to hear you had a cathartic experience! Thank you for engaging so fully with the work!
  • Diane LaMothe commented on August 16, 2013 Reply
    Perfectly, deliciously crafted piece of life in the looking glass. Every bit YUM. Heed the calling!!!
    • Alison Nappi
      Alison Nappi commented on August 18, 2013 Reply
      Thank you, Diane~ so grateful to have you as a reader.
  • Tet Gallardo commented on August 16, 2013 Reply
    In 2010, I fell flat on my face, bankrupt. I had to walk home coming from a hospital for starvation. I had to eat from the kindness of strangers. Then I heard the call.
    • Alison Nappi
      Alison Nappi commented on August 18, 2013 Reply
      What an awesome testimony! Thank you for sharing.
  • Sarah Lowes commented on August 16, 2013 Reply
    This writing describes so clearly the hell I went through and the joy of coming out the other side, changed.
    • Alison Nappi
      Alison Nappi commented on August 18, 2013 Reply
      Its so great to hear that this rings true to the experience of others on the journey. Thank you!
  • Caitlin commented on August 16, 2013 Reply
    Oooh, so true! and I love the little tip of the hat to Akhilanda at the end there… never not broken, never done changing…. http://www.elephantjournal.com/2011/06/why-being-broken-in-a-pile-on-your-bedroom-floor-is-a-good-idea-julie-jc-peters/ ;)
    • Caitlin commented on August 16, 2013 Reply
      actually, funny story… the article about Akhilanda appeared in my life just when I was setting out to heed the call, and now your article appears as I am starting to enjoy the fruits of my labors. what a gift. thank you.
      • Alison Nappi
        Alison Nappi commented on August 18, 2013 Reply
        Thank you Caitlin, for your beautiful feedback and for reminding me of this great classic article!
  • Aunt Li-Anne commented on August 16, 2013 Reply
    Terrific. I am a Storyteller. This is my stock in trade, but you have articulated it beautifully. We need this, all of us. Thank you.
    • Alison Nappi
      Alison Nappi commented on August 18, 2013 Reply
      Thank you, Li-Anne, for your wonderful and affirmative comment. I love hearing from other storytellers!
  • Susan Scott commented on August 16, 2013 Reply
    The mind is worthwhile being spoken … thank you for this wonderful post.
    • Alison Nappi
      Alison Nappi commented on August 18, 2013 Reply
      Thank you for reading Susan!
  • OmniTess commented on August 16, 2013 Reply
    …and then everyone at Peet’s wanted to know what was making me cry. I said someone reached into my heart and wrote what they saw. Thank you.
    • Alison Nappi
      Alison Nappi commented on August 18, 2013 Reply
      Oh, my goddess! How wonderful to hear that the piece moved you! We all share one great universal heart, and it’s beautiful~ thank you so much for sharing this!
  • Michelle DeBerge commented on August 17, 2013 Reply
    Well described. I can relate well. Thank you.
    • Alison Nappi
      Alison Nappi commented on August 18, 2013 Reply
      So glad to hear it Michelle. Thank you!
  • Mar commented on August 17, 2013 Reply
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  • Adrienne Elise commented on August 17, 2013 Reply
    Awesome article!! I love your writing and it is so true…blessings on your hero journey:)
    • Alison Nappi
      Alison Nappi commented on August 19, 2013 Reply
      Thank you so much for reading, Adrienne. I’m so happy to hear you liked it!
  • Divinity Rose commented on August 17, 2013 Reply
    • Alison Nappi
      Alison Nappi commented on August 19, 2013 Reply
      Yes! Thank you!
  • Noel commented on August 18, 2013 Reply
    Relax, release, realize. All just dust from a monkey’s dream. Expand, explore, experience, explode!
    • Alison Nappi
      Alison Nappi commented on August 19, 2013 Reply
      Were getting there, all of us!
  • Stephanie Marshall commented on August 18, 2013 Reply
    Beautiful, eloquent and electrifying. Thank you :)
    • Alison Nappi
      Alison Nappi commented on August 19, 2013 Reply
      Thank you Stephanie!
  • Melissa commented on August 18, 2013 Reply
    I’ve been deep in it a few times in my life as I seem to be right now. The difference this time is that the pain is interspersed with true joy. Thank you for reminding me that people are out there who know, who have been to the underworld with Inanna, know what it’s like to be striped bare of all the illusions we are taught. My heart seems to be weeping so much lately for all the beautiful creatures we share the earth with and the earth herself. Deep pain keeps welling up that I’m not sure what to do with. Just feeling it right now and sending love to all living things. Praying for healing for all of us! <3
    • Alison Nappi
      Alison Nappi commented on August 19, 2013 Reply
      Thank you, Melissa, for sharing your story with us. It’s such a blessing for others to see that they are not alone. I have no doubt that your work, your breaking heart, your prayers and compassion are not in vain. May you live to see all your holiest visions realized. Many blessings on your journey!
  • HMMS commented on August 18, 2013 Reply
    Our home, the physical place where I live with my family is a rebirthing station. You have beautifully captured the heart of our work there.
    • Alison Nappi
      Alison Nappi commented on August 19, 2013 Reply
      How wonderful that you facilitate a womb in which healing and re-birth can occur. Amazing!
  • Dawn Naujock commented on August 18, 2013 Reply
    Beautiful, Thank you very much!
    • Alison Nappi
      Alison Nappi commented on August 19, 2013 Reply
      Thank you, Dawn. I really appreciate your readership.
  • Mike Welham commented on August 18, 2013 Reply
    Can I use this to explain to people how I arrived at the point in my life where I am finally doing my dream job (teaching college math)after an amazing pair of long (sequential) careers in the military and NASA? You described it in a way that I never could.
    • Alison Nappi
      Alison Nappi commented on August 19, 2013 Reply
      It’s so exciting to hear that this piece resonates with you so much. I appreciate it a great deal when my work is shared. I only ask that you provide credit and a link to the article here at Rebelle. Thank you!
  • VMouton commented on August 18, 2013 Reply
    Thank you. This is exactly what I needed at this point in time. Absolutely beautiful. Period!
    • Alison Nappi
      Alison Nappi commented on August 19, 2013 Reply
      I just love synchronicity! Thank you so much for reading and commenting.
  • Shasta Townsend
    Shasta commented on August 19, 2013 Reply
    Beautiful! You are such a talented, honest and gorgeous writer! Thank you for hearing the call yourself girl! Love ya :)
    • Alison Nappi
      Alison Nappi commented on August 21, 2013 Reply
      Oh that’s so sweet. Thank you so much! I appreciate it immensely.
  • Sandy Phocas commented on August 19, 2013 Reply
    Beautifully and powerfully written truth!! I’d love to read your books when they’re done (as a former psychiatrist who heard the call to a shamanic path and followed it, I love hearing others experience/perspective on the spiritual nature of what is considered psychopathology, especially regarding DID).
    • Alison Nappi
      Alison Nappi commented on August 21, 2013 Reply
      Sandy, we would have so much to talk about! I’m excited to see some interest in the area of DID. The answers are in the membranes of separation, and as a shamaness you can only imagine what kind of forces hold those in place! PM anytime.
      • Sandy Phocas commented on August 23, 2013 Reply
        Great! I’ll connect with you over on FB. I’d love to talk about that.
  • Linda commented on August 19, 2013 Reply
    What an absolutely and delightfully written piece that articulates the journey of life. Thank you so much for sharing this wisdom with the world!
    • Alison Nappi
      Alison Nappi commented on August 21, 2013 Reply
      Thank you Linda! I ‘m so thankful to have you as a reader!
  • John Wesley Hawthorne commented on August 19, 2013 Reply
    This feels like one of the most important things I have had the pleasure of reading in a long time. Thank you so much for sharing your wisdom.
    • Alison Nappi
      Alison Nappi commented on August 21, 2013 Reply
      Wow! What an amazing compliment, John. I deeply appreciate it; thank you.
  • Marilyn Harding
    mharding1111 commented on August 19, 2013 Reply
    Wonderful piece Alison! It’s difficult for those who desire profound change to see in the new you that you had to surrender, break apart, break open and then allow the new birth to happen. We, who have experienced what you have so accurately described, need to share this map so that more will brave it. People say I am living the dream and I assure them this is the reality – I gave up the illusion. All I had to do was let go of everything – including my limited sense of self. Awesome – thanks!
    • Alison Nappi
      Alison Nappi commented on August 22, 2013 Reply
      Thank you so much for this testament to the process of finding your essential self so that you could live the life you’ve dreamed of. What a powerful thing for others to see that risking who you once were on the bet that you could find your higher, happier calling is amazing. Thank you!
  • Chelsea Wakefield commented on August 19, 2013 Reply
    Really liked the article, but I always long to see “ordinary” woman represented here, as all around us, “ordinary” women who are taking the heroine’s journey in every day garb. Keep writing! http://www.chelseawakefield.com.
    • Alison Nappi
      Alison Nappi commented on August 22, 2013 Reply
      I’m so glad you enjoyed the article, Chelsea. Thank you for reading. I feel called to announce here that I am an ordinary woman in the sense I think you’re speaking about, usually found writing in an old tank top with coffee and cigarettes. Even though I can’t speak for other writers here, I suspect that they too would consider themselves “ordinary” women who buy groceries and work and love and sometimes drink too much or burn the meatloaf. I believe that within every one of us there is so much extraordinary, and it is my sincere hope that in some small way I can remind others of that, inspire them to seek that, to ask the tough questions, to take the risk of finding out who they are when all the rest gets stripped away because it is there that we find the experience of being alive: divinely, exquisitely, ecstatically alive, and if that is not the purpose of living I would not know what is. Thank you so much for bringing up this topic; I think it’s so important! You’re wonderful!
  • Diane Wallace/grannysage commented on August 19, 2013 Reply
    Alison, I found this article by pure synchronicity. Last night I posted a Joseph Campbell quote on a FB page I created called Consciousness IS. Today when I logged on to FB, the first post that I see is a link to this page. I followed the call to read it and found a most gifted writer. You have that elusive ability to draw the reader into your story with the eloquence of your words. I consider myself to be a storyteller too, and I celebrate that what the world would call mere coincidence led me to find you. Naturally I shared the link on my FB page.
    • Alison Nappi
      Alison Nappi commented on August 23, 2013 Reply
      I just love when the Universe conspires with us to show us the way to the right people, places, and inspirations to brighten up our paths, don’t you? I’m so glad to have you as a reader and really appreciate the kind words and the share!
  • Kristi Stout
    satorirose commented on August 19, 2013 Reply
    Alison, gorgeous!!! My word… I love it. You paint such a lovely, accurate, visceral picture with your writing. “You are no longer a slave, but a true and compassionate servant. You have no needs, only desires that burst into being by the power of the divine will you now are”. –I LOVE this. Thank you so much for such a beautiful piece of work.
    • Alison Nappi
      Alison Nappi commented on August 23, 2013 Reply
      I deeply appreciate your readership and words of encouragement. It means so much to me to know my work is reaching people. Thank you for reading!
  • BeautifulCloudWoman (@albertablue) commented on August 20, 2013 Reply
    seriously beautifully brilliant !
    • Alison Nappi
      Alison Nappi commented on August 23, 2013 Reply
      Thank you so much!
  • martinthewriter commented on August 20, 2013 Reply
    Perfect. Every word. Thank you, Alison. I look forward to sharing this.
    • Alison Nappi
      Alison Nappi commented on August 23, 2013 Reply
      Thank you very much for reading and sharing; I really appreciate it!
  • Carrie Boucher commented on August 20, 2013 Reply
    You’ve mapped the journey I began several years ago. Thank you for putting it into words…more than words. Thank you for sharing this account of your path, you’re letting others know it is possible, and to listen for the call.
  • Wendy Siefken (@WendyandCharles) commented on August 20, 2013 Reply
    this is a wonderful example of how we can overcome hardships and struggles in our lives to become heroes. Thank you for posting this! I really enjoyed it!
  • FRANCES commented on August 21, 2013 Reply
    Mind blowing Outstanding expression!! My God you can write!! And yes I too know this journey…. tho not quite yet in the transcendent state…tho I recognize it. I do not have the words to express how astonished I am by what I have just read…. a true gift and I thank you from my heart. Frances
  • Sarah commented on August 21, 2013 Reply
    This hit a little close to home….it’s precise so far.
  • Stefanie Autumn commented on August 24, 2013 Reply
    Beautiful, soul shaking, heart shatteringly truthful.. #4 is where I currently am.. Thank you for the gift of your words..
  • robert commented on August 28, 2013 Reply
    My journey started in 2002, and it is still going. The elixir is still in the preparation phase. Please find attached a small portion of it. The hero’s journey is all about reclaiming sanity and real/Godlike creativity. The first part of the journey is most unconscious therefore difficult. What is your gift to the world Alison? http://youtu.be/vYE31Ek7f3M By the way, nice synchronicity:-) robert
  • barryjohnjohnson commented on August 31, 2013 Reply
    Hi Allison, most excellent :) I related to this as a description of a Dark Night of the Soul – a purification and purging process so intense it feels one may implode or whither; but divinely titrated so that we can withstand each wave of purge in order to face the next ! Knowing the process as you describe it ever so helpful in alleviating resistance so the process, while still painful, flows, with end result being a higher vibration, a higher form of self; cleansed and purged so that space is made for the new – thanx & peace
  • Lucy Bullivant commented on August 31, 2013 Reply
    You must have been trailing me and my psyche in the past few years – awesome, and both fabulously described and interjected by others, past and present, who know this territory. A painful process, and at times I didn’t imagine I would get so much further, and then yet I did, and you tell so vividly exactly how it’s been, even as if you were me. The phoenix rising, the opening bud, the knowing of the place for the first time (as TS Eliot wrote), the thrill of being accessible to hold onto, rather than more intermittent (as Dali commented that he liked to feel when he woke up); no more metaphorical locking myself out, but inside my Self, at home, at last, and therefore freer, and conscious, but with my treasured memories of, and perception of the clear threshold to my unconscious, and a reawakened heart. It’s all there, I am all there, now.
  • Darlene Steelman commented on August 31, 2013 Reply
    Wow. This was incredibly powerful. My mind is blown… I think I got goosbumps.
  • laura commented on September 7, 2013 Reply
    This is so amazing. I am printing it, re-reading it sharing it. Wow.
  • Daryl Morazzini commented on September 7, 2013 Reply
    I don’t know how I missed this at first, but, WOW, I love what you wrote here and I think it reads like the solution I have been thinking and longing and seeking for the entire Summer now. Thank you for writing this! I look forward to reading more of your work.
  • Mayuri Anand commented on September 27, 2013 Reply
    Thank you… I love the way you use pictures and sensory images to describe the indescribable, to give form to the invisible truths and processes so much more real and essential than what this world accepts and values as real. I love the way you dare to expose your own madness, and it helps me accept my own. I have been treading a similar path with my life, my growth and my own writing, and would like to share it with you. http://www.blueplanetjournal.com/love/like-a-phoenix-from-the-ashes-burning-through-the-barriers-to-love.html Cheers!
  • Isaac Rodriguez commented on September 27, 2013 Reply
    I know where you can find more Wonder-ful Women (and Men). The SuperHero Street Fair in San Francisco THIS Saturday! http://Www.Superherosf.Com
  • Victoria FittsMilgrim commented on September 28, 2013 Reply
    Alison, thank you for the poetry of your heart’s knowing. my client sent me the link to this with one word: serendipity! I have been guiding and sharing the tools needed to answer this call for over a decade and know we are kindred sisters. I will not go to the dreaded comparing of the beauty of your writing with my own way of telling the story – I will only say thank you for such wicked articulation of my knowing and that we need to meet! My latest Heroine’s Journey has me leaping off the cliff, moving to Thailand in 6 weeks and even now performing in community theatre musical Cabaret, re-integrating my earliest love of dance/song/theatre…. its is NEVER too late to say YES to your heart’s desire and in doing so we are gifted with more than we could ever imagine. Find your courage, receive nourishment from writer’s like you, inhale all the power of source behind you and jump!! How sweet a morning to miraculously find a soul sister from my True Life Tribe… blessings to you! Vika p.s i have a free resource for more support at http://www.truelifecoach.net
  • Bill Stanley commented on September 28, 2013 Reply
    Krikey. You are solid gold.
  • Sarah Muehlbauer commented on September 28, 2013 Reply
    Thank you so much for this post!! I am a fellow writer and spiritual warrior, as well as an aerialist visual artist and metaphorical bridge-diver. Currently at a new level of letting go and re-birth, entering step 5 as we speak. So many re-inventions taken to heart. This was definitely right timing, as the void is dark and the path forward completely new. Thank you for your beautiful words that help me feel that, although uncharted, this path has been taken by a fierce breed of fellow gods and goddesses that lead the way so that others know it’s possible. Xxx
  • Teal Chimblo Fyrberg commented on October 3, 2013 Reply
    This is seriously one of the best things I have ever read. Ever. Thank you Alison. What you wrote is brilliant, and gorgeous and true. Thank you for being a light on the path.
  • James commented on November 2, 2013 Reply
    I thought some ancient, renown poet had written this. astounding.
  • Christine commented on November 3, 2013 Reply
    It’s like I didn’t have to spend an hour agonizing telling my “story” and the dark shit I “see” and feel on a daily basis, someone gets it, the other side of the light chasers. My heart was beating, it’s like looking into the mirror of my inner self. I felt nervous, purposeful, ready for the unknown, to surrender and begin with power and compassion. Where can I “buy” a ticket, for I do NOT want to miss this train to my destiny.
  • Kristi Cooper commented on November 3, 2013 Reply
    Your words and insight are of the most profound I’ve read in a long time. Brilliant. Truly. Thank you. An aside: As a supplement to what you have written here you may enjoy Gil Hedley’s book of poetry Beyond The Leaving (full disclosure: he is a dear friend). You are definitely kindred spirits. http://www.gilhedley.com/btlbookinfo.php
  • Jean commented on November 3, 2013 Reply
    is there a movie script in this???the world would benefit from seeing this journey…
  • Cindi commented on November 4, 2013 Reply
    That was an amazing read! Thank you.
  • Kelly Stockwell commented on November 4, 2013 Reply
    I’ll put this simply.. I’m in love you eloquent beauty, Alison.. thank you for the glimpse into myself <3
  • Bokkie Arenstein commented on November 4, 2013 Reply
    Any and all fear is now removed! Feel so blessed to have divinely stumbled across your vivaciously filled canvass of creative and articulate perceptions of truth. It is like I inked this and you where moving the pen! Thank YOU!!! ~ Bokkie Arenstein
  • Harald Helmut Wenk commented on November 4, 2013 Reply
    very good und convincing. unusual experiences and “transformations” are object of a lot of counterpractices, called “normalization” – the attempt to hold you back in the range of “usual” evewn feelings and thinkinfg, as expressd in the article too. now, thes processes are vwray well known from the ages and we have to very very elaborrated sources to besd sure, why what is happening and what “counts”. pastanjasli and spinoza. what counts is to transform ther new “powerrs” in powrs”, totally thoughjht and controlled by oneself, a “conquering of more neiokortex”, ad you got a supercompuetr instad of a pocket computer, wher slowly is to learn other things to do with than usual arithmetic calculations. especially thr hasndgling of the bofdy feeling, lust and ppaun are better more “professional” like (tantra, fakirism). one has to do exercises especially for the right hemipsher (sse my faccbookpictire) and a lot of vitamines, especially b and magnesium, calcium (for the “more used!!!!! neocortex). i would be very pleased to find assiciates in a mild “hetreogenesis”. psyvchopharmaks are bette avoided at almost any cost.
  • Debbie Takara Shelor commented on November 4, 2013 Reply
    I talk often about life being a spiritual journey and you being the hero. What an extraordinary job you have done in explaining the concept. Bravo!
  • Merel van Haastert commented on November 4, 2013 Reply
    I had the call quit recently, it creaped in very silently, and eversince I took it my mind is so clear it is actually painful. Right now my old life has turned to ashes, the abyss has indeed taken hold and I have entered the whomb; like you say ‘time moves in all directions’. I somewhere know now there is the me I was suposed to become and I am ready to meet and get to know her. Thanks for words I sometimes didn’t have to discribe what it is I am going through.
  • Michelle commented on November 5, 2013 Reply
    Thank you for this beautiful piece. It touched me in a profound way. I recently heard the calling and left my job of 11 years. I especially appreciate #2 as I’ve recently had some unusual experiences. I’ve had great anxiety over them. Mostly when waking from sleep – (metaphor?), half-dreaming. Living your own journey is terrifying but I know I need to. You write beautifully, thanks again.
  • judi commented on November 25, 2013 Reply
    Magnificent. I seized upon it, read it avidly for confirmation of the stages I’ve already been through, because I’ve thought I was done several times – and wasn’t – but a huge event two weeks ago left me gleeful “It’s a TEST!!! I didn’t create that – it’s a test! A GIFT!” They think I’m nuts – how can a service line water leak is a gift? LOL The tests are getting harder. COOL! I cried out in February 2013 -“What do I do? Tell me what to do!” And the call came back…”Do nothing.” Then, “Follow me.” It’s been a ride, but I wouldn’t trade any of it because the outcome is going to be worth every minute of the process. And I’m blessed to be able to do it as intensely as I have been. Thanks for writing this. I’m printing it out and taping it in the current journal.
  • judi commented on November 25, 2013 Reply
    Clarification: “Do nothing” was because I’d spent a year trying EVERYTHING. Nothing – nothing – was working, including things that should have been a no-brainer, slam dunk, and circumstances were worsening. And they’ve become still “worse,” by definition of the world, but by an internal base of reference, they’ve become so much better.
  • Tricia commented on December 6, 2013 Reply
    I was in the midst of what felt like a call when you wrote this. I read it at the time and just put it aside in my mind. Reading this after going further along the journey and coming to accept it feels so different. I don’t know why I decided to read it, but it is what I needed to read today.
  • Colleen Kelly commented on December 12, 2013 Reply
    “Finally, if you’re truly destined for greatness, your call may not arrive until the skies catch fire, and set ablaze all the small comforts you’ve so meticulously collected, turning the house you were raised in to ash.” That is poetry. I thought I was overly appreciative of your insight and that I was gushing by posting my praises until I read other comments and realized that I am not alone.I think you have an unsual effect in your writing. Well Done.
  • Phoenix commented on December 13, 2013 Reply
    That was amazing. Thank you.
  • Ray commented on December 23, 2013 Reply
    Never felt the “Call”. Can’t relate to any of this. I’ve been lost for thirty years now and am now more so than ever. Maybe some of us just have no place or purpose in this life.
  • Kerry McCrory commented on December 28, 2013 Reply
    We are all unique and special and have something to do that no one else on this Earth can do, that includes you RAY, we wave together and join an infinite ocean but as droplets we nourish each other on our journeys. These are words of wisdom shared and gifted to us all and you have somehow been guided to find them as you journey to find your true calling and purpose as your true heart searches to emerge. Rainbow blessings, we are all one, never alone, a fellow reader
    • Ray commented on April 20, 2014 Reply
      I wish I could believe that, but I already threw my life away. Nothing now but regret.
      • Ray commented on May 27, 2014 Reply
        Nothing to live for. There never is any talk of those of us who refused the call or never heard it. Sometimes, there just is no way back, no second chance, no redemption. All that is left is the wait for the end.
  • Cheryl Cordery commented on February 9, 2014 Reply
    This is extraordinary … my heart is singing. Thank you, Alison, from the bottom of my heart.
  • John Parziale commented on February 16, 2014 Reply
    How did you know? How did you learn this? And it’s all true I can assure you.
  • Christine commented on February 18, 2014 Reply
    Wow, this moved me to my core. It’s like you wrote it for me. Here’s to the heroes…
  • JC commented on February 24, 2014 Reply
    Thank you! I have felt insane. Everything you describe is true. I have the hideous truck to prove it. I can hardly eat from the realization of what is happening to our food, our planet. I have wanted to be anywhere but here. I have become disgusted and heartbroken about lives traded for money and how we wake up every day plotting to trick each other for the all important money. I have felt to heavy yo move or breath and too sad to go on. Thank you. Just for putting this in writing. Just for leaving a crumb of hope on the trail.
  • Susan commented on March 11, 2014 Reply
    I am smothered in a world of Chaos, my own creation. My old perception of this world is being shattered and the simplest truths are all I crave now. My heart aches for this planet and the pain I have shared with her. My heart rejoices that I see how easy it is to heal her. I feel so at home knowing I am not alone on this journey. Reach out to me…
  • Hello World commented on March 24, 2014 Reply
    This article is absolutely amazing!!! There are so many great metaphors in it….you could turn this into a novel.
  • Josh Joshb commented on April 21, 2014 Reply
    powerful writing, love it
  • Madita commented on May 20, 2014 Reply
    Wow – what a beautiful ride and that you have found all these words for it?!!! Magnificient, like the tale never told, but always echoing out from eternity! Thank you
  • BeYourself commented on May 22, 2014 Reply
    This is awesome!!!..love it!! i just wrote the text in the back of another book to have it and read it over and over!! this was just what i needed..i just feel like this confirmed all my thoughts about life!! i just cant put it into words! :-) you’re amazing!
  • Ray commented on May 27, 2014 Reply
    For some of us, life is never right.
  • Russell Caplin commented on July 8, 2014 Reply
    Why not mention of the mentor? Per Campbell [and I agree] its a necessary step of the journey.
  • Cecilia commented on September 22, 2014 Reply
    Love Love Love it! Thanks for writing this! Pure injection of inspiration. Great.
  • Julie commented on October 14, 2014 Reply
    Felt like you were speaking to me personally at times. This article is a keeper. Thank you.
  • Greg Turiya Liotta commented on December 24, 2014 Reply
    Awesome, EXCELLENT article!
  • chrispy bhagat singh commented on December 27, 2014 Reply
    but, no Journey is complete without the ‘return home’… if you’re going to use a construct, please try to honor the intent of the creator…
  • Mefhi commented on February 3, 2015 Reply
    BION I’m imeersspd! Cool post!
  • Marilyn commented on March 21, 2015 Reply
    Wow! Beautiful.

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