Memoirs are highly personal accounts shared for many reasons: to educate, instruct, inspire, help, warn, amuse, connect, brag, purge, or simply to leave a record for the human race. Memoirs are also gifts from writer to reader. In this inspirational memoir, Gosse’s gift is to "share with you my light so that you may see it in yourself." Toward that goal, she chronicles her metamorphosis from invisible child from a broken home into an energy healer and light worker. With a clear, spare pen, Gosse relates her father's abuse, her lesbian awakening, and her life-changing journey to India. She experiences "mind blowing" meditations, committed relationships, destructive relationships, and angelic visions. All serve to convince her that no one has to live a life "feeling completely invisible" and that the happiness we all seek is hidden in plain view.
Despite the personal disclosures and hard-won insights, the pages cry out for more blood, sweat, and ink, and for the revelations of scientist and poet combined. How did Gosse feel when her father put his hands into her pants? What were those delicious, sweet leaves her siblings ate by the bowlful? How did Darjeeling sound, smell, and look during her five days of "powerful" walking meditation? Gosse's stated purpose is to let others know that peace comes when blame and ego are released. She presents this letting-go process well, but perhaps at the expense of sharing her humanity. Possibly the reason lies on the last page when she reveals, "The real journey has only just begun." The book succeeds in giving hope to those invisible and abused, while conveying a complex and spiritual search for a life beyond the false projections of the ego, into a life lived in the pure love of Spirt.