Self-Realization and Other Awakenings

somewhere in the Monterey Peninsula in Northern
California, like an old monk friend of mine did in the
1970’s.
Student Comment:
“Somehow your words ring true here. The spiritual
ego is so inflated. It always smells when we hear ever
so subtly "I am experiencing this or that. I am
progressing. I am so special."
I struggle with this. Even wanting to be humble is
tainted with a desire. I feel trapped. All is grace.
Sigh!”