Thanks for laying open your heart in this essay. Fantastic. Especially this from Spencer, "Ne develish thoughts dismay thy constant spright. In heavenly mercies hast thou not a part?" Indeed, might we all have a part in this universe that we can't even imagine? I've never read Spencer but now I will.
I've seen this essay being recommended by various people I follow for a little while now, but haven't until now committed to giving it the attention it deserves. It really is so, so good.
I'm always fascinated to see how people talk about Schopenhauer, because he had an almost diametrically opposite effect on me - it triggered the start of my rebuilding when I felt that I was nothing. I think I needed to spend time with someone who had gone there before, I needed to climb out but I had my head facing downwards, and the way back had been pulled away behind me. I needed someone to push me through the mud. I think essentially I needed to read him to move past him, but my relationship to him is still something I haven't fully figured out.
This is some post. So full of literate analyses a bit over my head. I am glad in the end you come around and give us some living breathing hope for you and thus for ourselves. Perhaps you might explore the Buddha's nobel truths: there is suffering, and there's freedom from suffering...If we do the work to not sooo blindly identify with the mind. And yes, the breath is the easiest way to get to freedom.
You have a great voice, and you have been heard.
Thanks for laying open your heart in this essay. Fantastic. Especially this from Spencer, "Ne develish thoughts dismay thy constant spright. In heavenly mercies hast thou not a part?" Indeed, might we all have a part in this universe that we can't even imagine? I've never read Spencer but now I will.
I've seen this essay being recommended by various people I follow for a little while now, but haven't until now committed to giving it the attention it deserves. It really is so, so good.
I'm always fascinated to see how people talk about Schopenhauer, because he had an almost diametrically opposite effect on me - it triggered the start of my rebuilding when I felt that I was nothing. I think I needed to spend time with someone who had gone there before, I needed to climb out but I had my head facing downwards, and the way back had been pulled away behind me. I needed someone to push me through the mud. I think essentially I needed to read him to move past him, but my relationship to him is still something I haven't fully figured out.
Man, I really need to get to Schopenhauer
This is some post. So full of literate analyses a bit over my head. I am glad in the end you come around and give us some living breathing hope for you and thus for ourselves. Perhaps you might explore the Buddha's nobel truths: there is suffering, and there's freedom from suffering...If we do the work to not sooo blindly identify with the mind. And yes, the breath is the easiest way to get to freedom.