The Art Planet Chronicles: The Making of the Fifth Ring
AUTHOR’S AFTERWORD
It was almost sixteen years ago that I met a beautiful woman, still in her late 30s, exactly when I needed to meet her. It doesn’t even seem right to say that I met her, for that assumes too much control on my part, yet so it was. Let’s just say that we came together as we were meant to, and my life was never to be the same again.
I had just turned 42, and was a downwardly mobile professor of art history who had just finished with a marriage of thirteen years destroyed by what seemed to be my hopeless alcoholism. My inner power was strong, however, and so was my guidance. No sooner had I come to resolute terms with that dreadful addiction in a forlorn cabin located at high Colorado mountain meditation retreat center…
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