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  I am angry. There is no other way to say it except to amplify and to admit I am actually fuming. It is of considerable help to me to remember that I have, in these pages, spoken of anger arising in the field as it...

  Paul Brunton (1898-1981) was one of the 20th century's greatest explorers of the spiritual traditions of the East. He was also a journalist with a healthy regard for critical impartiality and for common sense. These characteristics, together with a rich inner life, made him a...

  I want to return to a subject I was discussing at Easter which I omitted to address in my last post. I was contemplating the interview between Bernadette Roberts and Stephan Bodian and interpreting it from the EmW perspective, and so I will continue as...

  I returned recently from a short and secret trip to Europe. By secret I mean that I had no technology with me apart from my phone upon which I only have my travel email address - the others are deleted so I can be undisturbed....

  My compliments of the season to you during this holiest if not much misunderstood event of the Christian calendar. I normally amble to the local Catholic church to pay my respects but there was no sign at all to say Mass was being celebrated yesterday...

  It has just happened again. I was taking a stroll along the river this afternoon lost in no-mans-land, grateful for an early Spring breeze after the biting snows of last week when a young woman appeared from nowhere and asked me if she could ask...

  I am in India. That moment when you step off the plane from the freezing fog of a rational west, bleary, boss-eyed and bedecked in overcoat, crumpled blanket and super-sized socks grabbed at the airport, and slip into the penetrating saffron haze of an early...

  One morning in the not-so-distant past, I arose before dawn for my yoga practice. Standing in preparation within the silent darkness of an imminent sunrise, I lowered my head in gratitude to the infinite presence that was watching me. It was the ultimate gesture to...

  I am 61 today. Why, you might ask, am I writing a blog at midday when I should be out at a Sunday lunch partying to celebrate this most auspicious day? I indeed asked myself the same question, particularly as this time last year I...

  I had an idle moment recently and decided to watch a biography of John Coltrane. This period in US history of the 1930s-mid-1960s for some reason is beguilingly fascinating to me, and not only music-wise, but also for its art scene. American Abstract Expressionist art will...