May 12, 2007
In forty-nine years of living, I feel I am just beginning to really recognize the truly valuable and distinguish it from the simulated mimicry the ego mind busily bombards the thought-field with. Today is my birthday. In moments like now, I can only see the student in me. It has taken nearly half a century to get there~ to the beginning of living. I spent the youngish half of my adulthood teaching what I didn’t know, until I learned I didn’t know, and that that was the only place from which I had a chance at any wisdom at all.