Thank you Andre.
Another book about good old Andrew Cohen, the fellow-traveller on the vipassana circuit who found Enlightenment in India and returned to Devon to take Totnes by storm. Today Totnes, tomorrow the world, though it hasn't quite worked out like that. And in the process old Andrew is said to have become so precious that if he was a chocolate drop he'd eat himself. I enjoyed this book and found it helpful. This is because it's about one person's experience, their own personal struggle, their own blood and tears, and to read such a book is always of value. The author is writing about his own struggle to make sense of his life once he has been swept off his feet by the charisma, general good hair sense, and genuinely inspiring "teachings" of Mr Enlightenment, good old Andrew himself. This is what I valued about the book - we have all been there (some of us anyway) - we get drawn to a particular "teacher" by their great wisdom, clarity, depth, etc. etc. and then make the quantum leap into assuming that they are wise, wonderful and enlightened in all aspects of their lives and relationships. Fat Chance. But it takes us time to realise this. And how do we then leave, turning our back on what we thought at one time was the most wonderful wonderful path for a life of (as it may appear at the time) poverty and loneliness? And how do we integrate what we have learnt into our new life and know what is baby and what is bathwater? (It is traditionally thought to be a bad idea to throw baby out with bathwater). This book is valuable because it documents someone going through this process, showing his thinking/feeling/living evolving step by step. Thank you Andre.