The other day I found myself wondering how and whether my life would have been different if at 20 I had been introduced to the writings of Abhinavagupta instead of those of Derrida.
It is always interesting to contemplate “what might have beens,” as long as it does not invite regret or disappointment. I might have continued as a philosopher instead of shifting to law or have practiced yoga with greater intensity earlier on if I had been reading Abhinavagupta instead of Derrida, but who is to know what really could or would have happened if things had been different. We need to act as though we can shift and change, but we must at the same time accept that we are ultimately not in charge.
