I’ve traced this lack of compassion that I feel back to the crib. My arms were tied to the sides of the crib to stop me from scratching as a result of having excema. I was wheeled into the kitchen and left there all night no matter how much I cried. (1) I concluded that […]
Layer Upon Layer of Constructed Self
A friend called me the other day on not acting very compassionately. And she was right. There is a side of me that’s superficial, uncaring, unconcerned. I’m incredibly shallow about the world and I actually don’t know what to do about it. Seeing how shallow I am brings up fresh, new levels of constructed self […]
How I See Myself
From observing myself, I’m becoming convinced that the most important factor in how I feel, how my health is generally, and how I feel about myself is how I see myself. I’ve sifted through everything – thoughts, feelings, vasanas, patterns, and interests – and what I see as the prime architect (1) of every action […]