First written: December 18,
1998
Printed: April 18, 2001
Dear
Mum and Dad,
I am writing
to explain an important aspect of my life - perhaps the most important part…
but I will keep this letter short and not try to explain everything. One reason
is to explain why it is difficult for me visit you now. You have been asking
about this and, because it makes me feel unkind and sad, I have been avoiding a
direct answer… but this is unfair. The second reason for writing is that I feel
that Dad continues to see my life as negative in some ways. This is a source of
negativism in my life, a burden…but I want to explain - not criticize or
complain. I would like it if you were to see my life in what I believe to be
the correct light but am not making any demand. The most important thing is
that you know my feelings and views
on my own life and you that I love you…and that does not mean that there should
be any doubt as to the presence of love. I am not at all saying that all I see
is negative. I know that you have done many excellent things for Robin and me,
and that you have always loved us…and that you devoted much of your life to
your beliefs. But, still, it is disappointing that you do not appear to have
positively seen or acknowledged what I am doing. A third reason to explain my
life situation is, simply, to share my thoughts and feelings with you.
One way in
which people lead diminished lives is in the belief that they should sacrifice
their own interest because it is selfish. That is not good thinking.
If an
individual approaches life intelligently then what it is right to do and what
one wants to do are or become the same. If the entire realm of life sprung from
the same universe, why should individual interest necessarily be different from the group interest?
That is a
principle according to which I believe I am living my life - it is the best I
can do, I love it…and I believe that it is the greatest any individual can do.
If anything is important, it is, I
believe, to live this way. It is a great and wonderful adventure…but not easy.
There are inner and external obstacles and difficulties - minute and
intimidating. I am not trying to describe some grim dedication. I enjoy every
day. However, the magnitude of the task is great. All my resources - not just
money - and all systems are dedicated to my mission.
What is this mission? It has grown over the
years, there are aspects to it, but it is knowing the relationship between an
individual and the universe. Knowing is not merely an academic study; it is
also what one becomes. It is not all one grand thought. Experience and
exploration are a part. The small parts of the world, other people, societies
are a part. I am trying to say, I think, that although my ambition is large, it
necessarily includes what is "ordinary and everyday." I wrote in my
birthday letter to Mum of my belief that the fundamental truths are few and
follow from common experience. Although this idea of common experience is not
perfectly well defined, one thing I mean is that sophisticated science and
intricate philosophy may be used but are not necessary.
I am not
implying that my life or way is superior to other ways of living. There is more
than one way to live. One can live inside the cradle of society, climb the
ladder of its institutions - or one can live outside the "cradle."
One way provides stability and basic needs. The other provides for change and
understanding of the nature of society, human being and their relation to the
world. Both are necessary. And so on. And, just as I do not presume to judge others, I do not extend
to anyone else the right or acknowledge any ultimate ability to know or judge
me. I do not want anyone to worry about me for that implies they think I have
made poor choices or because they think my life is or may be hard. I do not
extend to anyone else the right or acknowledge any ability to evaluate my
choices or to judge my thinking ability to negotiate future events… or to
change or try to change me or what I do. If other persons think they can think
about these things better than I can, they are mistaken. This does not mean
that I think others will stop judging - positively or negatively - just because
I have this position. I do, however, believe that my life and my way is the
very highest but that is in relation to the potential and not a comparison with
anyone else - it is a statement about my relation with the world and the
universe. There is simply no other way for me to do it; I have chosen the way
which is best - not by comparison but because there is no other.
Not presuming to judge does not mean an
absence of judgement. Presuming to judge, here, means the act of judgement and
the assumption that I am in some privileged position to render judgements. But
the very fact of being alive and having ideas and devoting my energy in certain
ways implies or may be taken to imply kinds of judgements. And, as a human
being it is probably quite impossible to not judge; and quite important to make
practical judgements on a day to day basis…but these are necessary to make
choices and to act, are not final in and of themselves.
Although the
process is wonderful I have sacrificed much for my ideals and goals. It is not
just money, love, position…it is my life. It has become this way. I could be
happy in other easier ways. The basic truths that I want to know - I more or
less know. My work amounts to further experience, elaboration, confirmation,
communication and connection with the modern world - ways of thinking and
seeing, general, academic, and science. Inspiration is not like a cup of tea on
a Sunday picnic - it is sweat and blood and shivering. Who or what, then, is it
all for? It is my contribution to the world! All my resources are dedicated -
every day…even in the mountains where I find health, ideas and inspiration that
guide my work throughout the year.
As a result it
is very difficult to visit you now. This is in itself sad for we are of the
same blood. I feel the connection every day. This is why I stated above my
belief in what I called my mission…so do not see my situation as in any way
lessening your place in my thoughts and heart. While the situation has sadness
I hope that you can be happy - and proud - of the dedication of my life…and
that we can remember the love that we do have and that we can talk often.
As I write it
is a bitterly cold morning but I am acclimatizing to the cold. I am listening
to some beautiful music. I am happy. Yet I wish others I love were sharing this
enjoyment. Being fully alive means being aware of the good and the bad,
"enjoying" both and continuing to live out ones life as it is right
and good to do.
Love,