When we talk about the grammar of the inner life, or, to put it another way, when we talk about how we are made, the temptation to resort to predefined recipes is strong. Of course, given the frequency with which cooks are on video, one might think of a “culinary conversion”, but this is a temptation we can resist, at least for now.
A decisive element of an ordered life—that is, a life in which the difference in value between things is recognised as meaningful—is the right distance between us and the world. It is a middle way between bravado or hypertrophy of the ego and solipsistic closure.