I didn’t really begin to understand it until ten years after Done, but I was a smaller part in a larger something, and that larger something, once seen and understood, brought context and meaning to all the smaller parts. The books were that larger something, and once I understood that, the rest made sense. Truth-realization did not make much sense in the story arc of me as a person – or of anyone, since it is impersonal/apersonal/transpersonal – but once the books made themselves known, my life made sense. As much as anything can, anyway.
