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Conversations with Avant-garde Sages
letting everything go did, I couldn't do otherwise. It's like I let it
all go, it's like there was no turning back.
So that's what the moment calls for, if I had no home, I had no
home, I trusted it. And it was miraculous the way things came
through. But I didn't depend on a person. That was the paradox.
Although it was always people who helped me, it’s still people who
help me, I mean I just had a guy over who gave me this huge grant
this week. There are still things that are unexpected because I'm
still living in that same trusting place. And it's available to all of
us. Again, so what are you doing with your energies, are you living
in fear, are you buffering yourself from that vulnerability, or are
you saying, yes to life, doing what you love, doing what you love
for other people. Are you out there present with what is, without
having to hide that vulnerability? That is where the gifts come
through.
TRIP: I'm taking your advice in a big way right now. I'm going to
make a major life transition and run with my heart's desires, I'm
going to run with it. So thank you for that encouragement.
In your book, The Inspired Heart, you compared living the inner
life this man that fasted in a cage, and you draw a comparison
between those two. Could you tell that story of the man in the
cage, and how that relates to living the inner life?
JERRY WENNSTROM: Well it was a time when I was fasting a
lot, and it was interesting because several years before, the actress
Lotte Lenya, that Bobby Darin song, Mack the Knife. She's a
German actress that came over to this country, and I knew her,
and she had given me this album that she spoke of, and it was a
story she told called The Hunger Artist, about a guy he was a
carnival act, and his thing was fasting. And so everyday he would
fast another day, a number would go up, how many days he fasted.
And eventually people lost interest, but he just kept fasting, and
the sign fell down, and he was this little crumpled heap in the
bottom of his cage of straw. And people forgot about him, and he
just kept fasting. I mean, there was a time because I gave up
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