My Happiest Moment
I am sometimes accused of being an unhappy person by people who presumably feel happy. (Otherwise why accuse?) The odd thing is that I never feel the least bit envious of my accusers, which makes me think I don’t relate…
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I am sometimes accused of being an unhappy person by people who presumably feel happy. (Otherwise why accuse?) The odd thing is that I never feel the least bit envious of my accusers, which makes me think I don’t relate…
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No matter how much so many of us have done to lead a simpler life, we haven’t done very well, it seems. Our efforts have been too contrived, too outside-in, and thus contained in themselves the problems of complexity. I…
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Several years ago a close friend of mine experienced what would have been called a nervous breakdown if he had surrendered to it and quit his job. But since his job was college teaching, there was a lot of slack…
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We all have a war within us between the healthy child and the damaged child. This war wages on long after we think it ends—for most of us, for our whole lives—and robs us of our energy to naturally develop…
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These are excerpt from a little known but important book, The Choice of Emptiness by Jim Ralston. We’ve published several chapters from this book before (Issue 86). Ralston’s story lives on in me, though; I’m moved, again and again, by…
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