Disappointing but I kind of saw it coming. Saw the consultant last week. Combo of olanzapine and prozac. Took it for a week and slept all the hours god sent which was , uh, a godsend. Well, I saw .

Given the huge range of viewpoints even within Buddhism, I doubt it is possible to bring clarity to this issue in a way that will suit everyone. However, I think the approach of treating self as an experience that we all have, and that is thus subject to the same rules as other experiences, is coherent with a majority of practice-focussed Buddhist views. It underpins phenomena, in the sens.

This was a tremendously inspiring and validating moment. As of then I decided to record my own withdrawal in a blog. Wednesday, July 23, 2008. This blog is moving but no need to cry. Just go to my shiny new blog at Wordpress, click on this link. Monday, July 21, 2008.

Saturday, October 23, 2010. On Oct 3 my son made waffles for us him, his wife, his daughter, my daughter and me. Looking back from 75 to 70, these last five years have been a withdrawing, wrapping up advocacy, exploring unstructured time. I have hoarded airline reward miles, enough for two major trips, and airline and airport crowding and packing rules and pat downs have become inhibitors. I still sit on my pile of miles. Wednesday, August 09, 2006.