One of the things that used to drive me nuts as a long time student and teacher of the structure of subjective experience was when people would share their point of view as if it was “the truth” in some objective sense. To me, such statements sounded arrogant, ignorant, and so fundamentally misguided that I tended (on a good day) to feel sorry for the purveyors of such “truths” and (on a bad day) to dismiss them and everything they said out of hand…
Given that we all love and value the richness, deeper feelings, and wisdom that come from living from the deeper mind, why don’t we do it all the time? This is a question I’ve wrestled with for a number of years in my own life, and the metaphor I shared speaks to both my own experiences of spiritual essence and my reluctance to share them as openly as I could…
I was wandering around the beautiful town of Claremont, California last weekend, when I stumbled across The Claremont Forum, a part of the nationwide Prison Library project and one of those locally run places that clearly exists because the people who run it love books almost as much as they love people…