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In January 2001 I came upon a profile on Leonard Cohen in Spin magazine which I subscribed to at the time (the original magazine I’d subscribed to went out of business and Spin was under the same publisher), written by Mikal Gilmore. A quote within the profile resonated with me deeply.
Cohen is speaking of what Roshi, his Zen master told him: “He said that the older you get, the lonelier you become, and the deeper the love you need. Which means that this hero that you’re trying to maintain as the central figure in the drama of your life – this hero is not enjoying the life of a hero. You’re exerting a tremendous maintenance to keep this heroic stance available to you, and the hero is suffering defeat after defeat. And they’re not heroic defeats; they’re ignoble defeats. Finally, one day you say, ‘Let him die – I can’t invest any more in this heroic position.’ From there, you just live your life as if it’s real – as if you have to make decisions even though you have absolutely no guarantee of any of the consequences of your decisions.”
I tore the article from the magazine, folded it and put it in a notebook. At least once a year since then, I’ll have a reason to take the article out and go straight to the quote. Each time I read the quote, I’m coming at it from a different perspective, both personally and professionally. And each time it resonates with me deeply.
I hadn’t thought about the Cohen article and quote much of late. But then our daughter Sasha, a high school junior, was assigned the 1922 Hermann Hesse novel Siddartha in English class. I would watch Sasha hunched over the book, highlighter in hand and Post-it Notes at the ready, and ascertain that the book was connecting with her on some level. And when Sasha indicated I’d enjoy reading it myself, I took her up on it, recommending it to my book club.
As context, I have this subjective, cynical view when it comes to “classic” literature. I feel there are books we read just to say we read them, and those that truly stand the time. To me, Siddartha falls firmly in the later category.
For a short book, Siddartha covers quite a bit of ground. Class, wisdom, entitlement, and knowledge are key themes. But to me, Siddartha at its core is about self-discovery and ultimately deciding what to do about the hero, or lack thereof, inside ourselves.
I finished Siddartha, by my standards, pretty quickly and then Sasha and I had a Saturday morning coffee date to discuss it. Right after we sat down, I pulled out the Leonard Cohen article and read the quote verbatim. That kicked off a truly memorable discussion where I shared the best I could but made it a point to shut up and listen to the perspective and wisdom of someone much younger.
I’m looking forward to tonight’s book club discussion around Siddartha. Sasha’s English class is now reading Frankenstein and Sasha already said she’ll be passing Mary Shelly’s 1818 novel on to me when she’s done. I’m already looking forward to my next coffee date with her, then book club. To more sharing and even more listening.
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