ABSTRACT
Pierre asked Fiona to order him the standard lunch (for whenever he ate in his office), which was smoked salmon, brown bread and butter, a small side of coleslaw, a glass of white wine, and an orange for dessert. It had been a busy morning. As he finished his lunch, he pored over the documents, newspaper clippings and magazines he had collected over the last three months. A global economic storm was brewing. He proceeded to try to get his head around the materials that absorbed the small table at which he preferred to work. His desk was usually too full to be of use. Pierre glanced over at one of his favorite sumi paintings, which hung on the wall behind his desk, framed by vertically striped orange and white curtains that went from ceiling to floor. He was looking for inspiration. How would he convince others? He recalled that Svamiji told him exactly that—his task was not only to “see” things as they really are, but also, and perhaps more importantly, to convince others to “see” as well.
