Publisher's Synopsis
Is it possible to go on a spiritual journey if you don't believe in spirit? Some people try to find God by sitting on a meditation cushion. Others travel all the way to India in search of the Divine. Things shake down a bit differently for Enneagram type Four Aine Ni Cheallaigh. While attempting to give her personality a makeover by singing in a rock'n'roll band, this hardcore 'a-spiritual' atheist's world gets turned inside out when she encounters what can only be described as spiritual phenomena. Embarking on a reluctant spiritual quest ("It's not God, it's a state!"), Aine finds refreshing answers to eternal questions that plague the modern-day seeker. What's the best kind of spiritual practice? For her, the answer isn't the obvious sitting-in-a-quiet-room-meditating, it's playing a drum kit along to ear-splittingly loud rock'n'roll. And when faced with the thorny issue of finding a charismatic teacher who is truly pure enough to deserve her devotion, after grappling with the question for a long time, she surprisingly ends up bestowing her soul's worship on The Smiths former frontman Morrissey. Told with great humor and insight, this memoir takes an intelligent, down-to-earth look at what being on a spiritual path really means. What are we actually seeking when we seek? How exactly are we supposed to fit it into our lives when we find it? The author doesn't have all the answers, but her candid account of this slice of the journey is sure to give great pointers to those who feel that their soul is called to rock out with the Beloved.
