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I want you to love and trust yourself more intensely.

Hello Sweet People,

I couldn’t have written this book sooner than I did. I needed to do more striving and wear myself out some more. I needed to meditate more, and cry more, and dance more, and be betrayed. I needed to see my friends trying reeeally hard to do the right, “spiritual” thing. Just like I was. So beautiful. So strenuous….such an initiation.

I think we’re hungry for truth and sincerity — starving for it. I think we’re getting burned out from trying another ten steps to instant self-improvement. I think we want connection to the divine, along with our human comforts. We need encouragement, a sense of lightness, to be of service, to be turned on, to be free, to feel…substantial.

So White Hot Truth is about questioning our quest. Not so that we can get all debaucherous (tho’ that might be exactly what your spiritual evolution requires at the moment. In which case, go for it.) so we can craft a spirituality for ourselves that feels inspired and liberating — instead of a checklist for getting holistic and moral approval ratings.

Here it is: I want you to love and trust yourself more intensely. So much so that you look into your heart and see that it’s connected to everyone else’s. And from that deep place, you can’t help but get off your ass and be of service to the world.

But that’s just my definition of “spiritual”. Your white hot truth is yours to define. Get on it. There is so much light waiting to be mined…inside of you. So much, my friends.

One Love,

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PS: You can listen to or read chapter 9, Ready to Forgive: The complicated, gritty path to grace from White Hot Truth HERE.

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Question your quest. Danielle LaPorte’s White Hot Truth book is HERE!

There’s so much light waiting to be mined…inside of you


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Lies. Truth. Porn. Friendship. Sickness. Motherhood. And softness. One of the truest conversations I’ve had.

“I WONDER IF SOFTNESS AND TENDERNESS IS REALLY THE BLOSSOMING OF SPIRITUAL MATURITY…”

Like most humans, on the deepest level, I crave to be known. This conversation is a knowing — one of the truest recorded conversations that I’ve had. Being with my friend Jono Fisher, The Wake Up Project founder, is just…so…deeply comforting. To be in his strong light, to know that people like him are at work in the world…it’s a gift of grace.

No opinions are held back on:

  • Honest mothering and entrepreneurship.
  • Pornography, patriarchal mindset…sexual liberation and restraint…mmmhmmm.
  • How the “lie of inadequacy” is driving so many poor decisions individually, politically and economically.
  • What used to happen for me right before every single speaking a gig.
  • Not losing your own authority, yet still being deeply reverent of true spiritual masters.
  • Why softness and tenderness might be the indicator of genuine, spiritual maturity.
  • How deep friendship can transform how we relate to ourselves and the world.

We go there. Please listen in and come with us. And heads up: Jono has solid gold conversations every.single.time, so check out his other podcast people.

In most honest friendship,

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HOW TO FIND JONO + The Wake Up Project:
Podcast: Danielle LaPorte: The Pitfalls & Promises on the Spiritual Path
Wake Up Project Website
Wake Up Project Facebook Page


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Lies. Truth. Porn. Friendship. Motherhood. And softness. A true conversation.


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I think we’re obsessed with protein, and sunscreen, and sameness. A few things I believe…

I believe that astrology came before astronomy. That the seeds I plant grow to feed my DNA. That the man I will marry has lived in my heart since I was a child. And that Jim Morrison is alive, living somewhere in Africa, writing poems that he never puts on paper, watching us from afar and cheering on the soul cryers, still raging against the corporate liars.

I believe in the power of who held you first. I heard that many soldiers use their dying breath to ask for their mother. I saw a Saudi soldier who located his mother after two years of fighting afield. When he found her on a bus that was stopped at a checkpoint, he buried his face in her black Hijab and he cried and cried and cried.

I believe that true love is the greatest intelligence.
And that an open-heart will get you a lot of critical information in life. I think most Love songs are shit. Because let’s be real, true love is a long journey.

I think we’re addicted to numbness. And that honey, a bit of salt, and a glass of water — and just having the conversation that needs to be had — cures so much.

I think that most of humanity is sleeping so it creates a lot of conflict when the light arrives. But it’s time to wake up. It’s now time. Very now.

I don’t believe that the playing field of life is even for everyone. The “You can do anything you set your mind to!” ra-rah is a motivational sales pitch from the relatively privileged, who need you to believe in them.

I think we’re obsessed with protein, and sunscreen, and sameness. And we forget, more tragically than most can understand, that consuming LIGHT is how we grow — in union, and with distinction.

I wish we all believed that we have what we need, and that generosity is as powerful as adrenaline.

And that with just a few good questions we could all get what we are looking for… the same thing that Jim Morrison was trying to find, and the enlisted soldiers, and Muslims. And the same thing that my son wants, and every single one of my girlfriends and their mothers — from Glasgow and North Vancouver and Calgary. Pakistan, Detroit, Istanbul. Korea and Greece. We all want the same thing.

It’s comforting for me to believe in the divine order of chaos. I have to stand on my tiptoes to see that geometry, with my arms stretched upward so that my heart is exposed to the starlight. And I say to the Great Mother, “help me believe that we are all coming home.”

And I never get a direct answer, but I always hear music playing on the other side of my doubts. And when I get up and I get out, I find most of us there. And we’re all dancing. And we’re carrying the ones who can’t dance and the ones who just refuse to dance. And truth is animating our bodies, and LOVE is the constant beat. And every time we ask, What do you believe? we begin a freedom song.


 

If you believe… send to the people you know who love the light like you do. xo.

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I believe that true love is the greatest intelligence.

I wish we all believed we have what we need, and that generosity is as powerful as adrenaline.

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