Mastery

George Leonard died the year before I went to Esalen so I did not have the opportunity to meet him in person, but I admired his writings and philosophy in absentia. He believed one obtained mastery of one’s art by learning how to live with it. By choosing to eat, sleep, and even dream it every minute of one’s existence.

I have never wanted mastery of anything but to choose how I live my life. Living is the only thing I do full out. I have always held something back in everything I did except for living. I was not willing to put in the time required to obtain mastery of any art or skill. Playing the clarinet, tennis, or even marriage, nothing called to me loudly enough to deserve my full attention.

I have not mastered life. I do not know that I will, but in matters of living, for at least the last thirty years, I have always followed the path of my heart. My heart has led me on many an adventure, not all were pleasant, but following my heart has never led me astray. Living my life is the closest I have come to mastery of any art.

The art of living my life as I choose.