We must never underestimate the possibility that, behind the rejection of a given practice, text, or belief as primary, exoteric, etc. ..what often hides is our inability to hear what is being said in all its depth, as well as a reflex of identification through rejection.
Notes & Silence 
In the end, texts are nothing more than stepping stones from which the understanding can proceed. The problem is that, within the religious context, there is a tendency to restrict the directions in which the understanding may proceed.
Sometimes, a text may become so tainted for a given individual, that it loses all value.
And it is well for such a person to reject that text. There are always other points from which they can proceed, with greater assurance.
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I do agree with you on the limitating effect of prisms imposed by religious authorities…
I can also understand the need for containment.
It only take an articulate man with a bit of aura to spread the most erroneous perspectives on a teaching.
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I think I know what individual you are alluding two in your second paragraph…
Do you not think that, such a person, once he understands his loss of interest is ascribable to restriction processe that have certainlyl been over calibrated, may reconsider his position ?
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I am a tad puzzled. I have a notification that you replied to my last comment, but neither comment nor reply is visible in WP reader. Did you forget to press a button?
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I did reply…let me investigate.
In any case, it’s certainly not worth being puzzled.
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This is what I typed earlier this morning…
« ‘Not to the point of departure’… Of course.
Breathing space is deeper than all points of departure.
Otherwise there would only be circular tracks of stagnation and no spiritual path. »
you see…not much of a deal…
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Well, it’s good to have something to puzzle over…!
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I wish I hadn’t.
Blessed are those whose mind is (easily) empty.
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Well, my wife asked me this morning if I had lost my mind – and then had the nerve to look surprised as I wandered around the kitchen, scratching my head and muttering, « Where has that gone now…? »
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