How many things have to happen to you, before something occurs to you. – Robert Frost
Cathy Lee Crosby was once a superstar. Drop-dead gorgeous with a dazzling smile, she exuded confidence and sweetness. A professional tennis player turned actor, director, and popular television host, she was a force to be reckoned with.
In the early 1980’s, she was one (of three) hosts on That’s Incredible! a stunt-reality television show. She was an internationally known multi-millionaire with a golden life.
Or so it seemed.
Her book came out in 1979, at a time when I was hungry for a light to lead the way. I read voraciously at the time… gobbling up 50+ books a year. I had just passed my 40th birthday and my marriage was crumbling. I craved attention but loathed it, too. I knew I had something to offer the world but for the life of me, could not figure out what that was. My (now late) ex-husband and I had just gone through a bankruptcy. I was hurt, angry and afraid of what the future would bring. I felt bankrupt, hollow and dead. It was a dark night of the soul, for sure. And worst of all, I knew of absolutely nobody who felt as I did.
Until I read this book.
Her story read like a bad romance novel. Deaths of people she loved, problems with her health, and finally, a man who done her wrong (all the way to the bank)… which eventually led to what she calls the “eye of the hurricane.”
Yes, I’m pleased to report, she came out the other side!
Synchronicity took over and provided what she needed to heal, through conversations with strangers and exercises she did on her own.
Her six year journey led to what she calls (and has trademarked as) the “Bliss Zone“. She makes you want it, too!
As I got this book from the shelf today, a card fell out. I’d been using it as a bookmark. It’s a Tarot card from a Shapeshifter deck. I have no idea where it came from but it’s beautiful… half woman, half rabbit… with a cape of flowers under a canopy of trees (to the right) and a dove of peace (on her left). She is the Goddess of Earth. When had I stuck it in the book? On a fourth or fifth reading, perhaps. I think it fits and will keep it here… for the next time.