an Art of Dying fragment
After that brilliant light: what to do, where to go?
My previous life had ended, there was no doubt about that, and my new life was still taking shape. The Light Experience had been of such magnitude that life as it had been plodding along simply could not continue, for now I knew. Yes, I’m still ambivalent about what, precisely, that I knew, but I did know that life in its Shankaran fullness was so…
