Gold Found in Red Hook

The last time I went to Red Hook I bought a book at Atlantis Found by Eckhardt Tolle called A New Earth. I paid $4 for the hard cover.

Have I just alienated the comtemptoratti? Oh, sorry.

Tolle's best seller is The Power of Now, which I would never have picked up for some reason, if it weren't recommended to me by my friend Asher Lyman, the kind of spiritual seeker you LISTEN TO.

Too bad for me he moved to Montana to be a wildnerness guide and camp counselor.

Eckhardt Tolle has a way of making traditions of esoteric teachings very understandable and immediate. That's not what he is trying to do, I don't think, but I could be wrong. It seems like he is speaking from his own experience, and that's why his medicine is so easy to swallow. He looks like a friendly leprechaun, and he can show you the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.

I started the book in the middle, degenerate that I am, because I am burning to understand his concept of the pain body. That's what I read last night, the end of Yom Kippur, and this morning, my birthday, the number 23, YIKES, Jim Carrey!!

Jim, how ya doing? I hope you get to relax, really really relax, that's what I'm working on and it's almost impossible. How's your pain body? Mine is painful!!

People say your movies are getting worse, and you've become difficult to work with. If you are becoming less of a pleaser, sweet funny faced man, than I can tell you that's a good thing. I know it's risky to take your mask off, but we'll be fine. I mean, Pet Detective is available on DVD, so we can watch it over and over again, you don't have to make it over and over again, right? People hate it when successful artists change, go through things, implode the fantasy, show vulnerability, make poor choices. It's akward. But I'm with you. If your pain body is as intense as your need to please, then you'd better just take all the time you need to face it. And godspeed, for both of us.