The ancient sages, seers and philosophers called such a profound personal transformation ‘The Dark Night of the Soul.’ What was once a caterpillar is messily—yet almost magically—becoming a butterfly. The mystics wrote of deep and real change as a journey involving a series of little deaths. The old you must die so a better you can be reborn. The Spellbinder says that ‘for you to upgrade to greatness you must undergo an annihilation of your weakness.’ Dramatic words, I’ll admit. But the guru speaks truthfully.
The dark night of the soul
