Last night I had an acute attack of inadequacy. Worthlessness, helplessness, hopelessness. After all these years of working in this field of learning and inner transformation- the stranglehold of the ‘person’ has not fully gone yet. I now have had many glimpses of the absence of an identity/ entity called ‘Kiran’ and yet there still seems to be a strong identification with certain aspects of me. Father is one of them. Out of this acute attack of inadequacy which seemed to churn my insides, and completely cripple me, a lot emerged this morning. A beautiful poem, many ‘seeings’ – one … Continue reading This crazy (non-)entity …