I grew up in the Transcendental Meditation movement. From an early age I was told that consciousness is the basis of everything, and by the age of six I was practising TM daily. It was the air I breathed, as ordinary as church might be for others. For a long time I didn’t consider myself a “seeker” at all.

My childhood, however, was not easy. It was emotionally unstable and often overwhelming, leaving me with wounds that would echo through much of my early life. Depression and trauma marked my teenage years, and I learned strategies to survive that often meant suppressing or bypassing what I was really feeling. Meditation helped me at times, but I also used it as a way to avoid the rawness of my experience. Those early wounds became part of the ground I would later be asked to turn toward, to meet in the light of awareness.

In 2013, when my closest friend took her own life, something in me shattered. What had seemed important before fell away, and I began to look more deeply at my life, my suffering, and what freedom really meant.

In 2014, while preparing to attend a retreat with Adyashanti, I experienced a spontaneous non-dual glimpse – a dissolving of the familiar sense of “me.” For a short time life was blissful, luminous, thought-free. But this state did not last. What it did, though, was spark a deeper devotion to truth and to the living question of what awakening really is.

The following year, in 2015, everything changed. Through a transmission of Grace (RASA) I experienced a profound and irreversible shift: the sense of being a separate “doer” fell away. This was not a glimpse but a lasting awakening, a recognition of what had always been here.

What followed was a period of deep and sometimes devastating integration. Awakening opened me, but it also brought everything unprocessed to the surface. The childhood trauma, grief, and shame I had carried for so long could no longer be avoided. All of it came into the light. This unfolding was as humbling as it was liberating, and it continues to shape the way I meet others now.

During this time, I was also initiated into offering transmission myself. People began to seek me out, and while I later stepped away from the formal structure in which I was trained, the thread of transmission has never left. What began as a conduit of Grace became, over time, a more intimate flowering through my own being… a natural expression of the same current.

Today, I sit with people in silence, in satsang, in darshan, offering transmissions and holding space for the living questions. My work has never been about role or status, but about presence – a field where Grace can move, and where nothing in us is left outside of love.

The story is, of course, ongoing. Life keeps unfolding in ways I could never have imagined. What remains constant is the invitation: to return again and again to the heart, to the simple truth that we are already whole.

With love,
Imogen