How I hate Thursdays. Thursday, of course, is the day when my mentor rings me up from his oxygen tent on the shore of the Sea of Okhotsk (allthe- sea.com/Okhotsk-Sea.html) to ask me how I'm getting along with the Three Pillars of Self-Actualisation. In case you were born in a Trappist monastery and this issue of Third Way is the first thing you've ever read that isn't the Holy ...