The struggle now and always is with the autonomy of ideas, their ability to invade the human mind, seize it and shape its formation into ideologies. Do we really know what has moved into our minds - those ideas, like furniture, that stand silently in the same place for decades determining every move we make in the interior habits of out thoughts and actions. Ideas we have, and do not know we have, have us.
My recent journey, if recent can include the last five years, has been one of "idea examination". Due to a host of reasons (eg. aging, painful as well as beautiful experiences, honest observations about certain systems and practices) I have systematically and unsytematically been deconstructing and reconstructing many of the ideas that I have inherited. It has been one of the most unnerving, liberating, individuating experiences of my life up to this point. A word of caution, however, it is not for the faint-hearted. And it's risky, dangerous business.