I Told My Mother About Gurdjieff

This subtle jewel of a story, a confession almost, was dictated rather than written. Liba Chorny, 95 years old, shared this moving spiritual short piece.

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When she was working on an art degree (studying in New York City), Liba brought up her interest in spirituality with her mother (born in Ukraine). At least she tried. 

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I told her about an experience I had, of mystical ideas. She said to me in Yiddish “Ken nisht herren” (Can’t hear it.) She didn’t want to hear about it, and I thought, “Wait a minute, I can’t talk to her about this.”  She was not ready to listen. 

And that’s when I stopped talking about Gurdjieff, the first person I spoke to her about. Then, I just learned to shut up and keep these things to myself. 

It didn’t stop me from my interest in these subjects. 

There were lots of side things that went on, oh, but my interest in mystical ideas — continued for the rest of my life. 

But what can I tell you? You either have or that interest or that leaning or you don’t. I mean that’s been my attitude towards these ideas.