>Have been reading “Grace & Grit” by Ken Wilber. The book is about his life spent with Treya, his wife, who is no more. She suffered from breast cancer almost from the beginning of their marriage and passed away after five years. what i find compelling about this book is the bear bone honesty with which it has been written, This has entries from Treya’s journal and Ken’s writing about their life, their journey together, their love, their dark sides, their neuroses, their struggle and fight with the disease and their acceptance(or lack of it) of self, of each other, life, love, hatred, and all the junk that lie around in our persona. and of course, their meditation. i felt hopeful reading this book. It is giving me back hope and faith. i feel drawn towards meditation and forgiveness practice. what i also got in touch is that life and living is a discipline – it is not a hard
>the "JUNO" in all of us perhaps!
>I have often described insights coming to me as snowflakes falling softly on my head. I don’t know why i use this analogy as i have never experienced snow in my life. it is possible that the way i receive these insights are not like ‘wham’, ‘crash’, ‘zing’, but more like a soft whisper in my head. i was thinking about my mood swings and irritation and impulses and wondering whether one gets a hang of handling these things or does biological changes overtake who you are. Just at that precise moment “the whisper in my head” told me that actually i have always been like that, moody, unpredictable, impatient, with little sense of boundary management, volatile, enthusiastic, impulsive, hyper, enthusiastic, ….. sounds a bit like a teenager with raging hormones!! Except, I am no teenager, i am nearly 50 years old and this is by and large how i have been most parts of my life. i guess, in
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