THE PROBLEM WITH KRISHNAMURTI
Clarity, Magic, Mantras, Doubt. The Long Search Between Silence and Song. There was a period in my life when Jiddu Krishnamurti was not merely an interesting philosopher to read over morning coffee. He was a full-blown obsession. The kind that makes you slightly difficult to talk to at dinner parties. From my early teens well into my late twenties, I devoured his books with the intensity of…









