This is an update to an earlier note to myself, about one of the things I’d found and read that had moved me, quite, in 2017. The book was a gift. It came from a guest at one of our events in London, 2016. I had no idea, at the time, just how important it would be to meet JB from ‘the internet,’ first for coffee to see what we were each thinking and doing and if it was a fit to continue, and then, at DK’s best event that year, a salon on ‘Noteworthiness,’ which I loved dearly and still quote from, today. See 16N.
Will think about bringing ‘Noteworthiness’ notes together, perhaps, for a new discussion sometime later this year in ‘Papers.’
‘Papers’ is our interactive writing circle for just four.
Today we are registering the last few guests for ‘Papers’ for 2020. If you are curious, there’s registration information here.
Now, then. Where was I?
I’m reading Inward Revolution lately. So many good things at the official repository website of J. Krishnamurthi, too. I’m thinking about how strange it is to know that he was alive while I was, for a time. That our overlap was there. That, too, it took this long for me to finally discover his thoughts. I spent so much time reading dead Western philosophers, back in the time I was browsing Perkins Library at Duke and writing the stories that started to feel right, that started to touch on the metaphysical (but didn’t really, not then, not yet). I am partial to the Indian philosophers, now. I guess that’s normal, isn’t it? The way we go to where we feel most comfortable, most like we can relate.
If you begin to understand what you are without trying to change it, then what you are undergoes a transformation. —Jiddu Krishnamurthi