Over Thanksgiving break, I have been reading James’s Varieties of Religious Experience.  This is my first time through the text, but I am certain that I will come back to this well again, and yet again — and not just for the scholarly uses I can make of it.  This reading has been a profoundly moving experience, in ways I can’t quite articulate yet — just like I can’t adequately explain what it was like to sit in the theater on Wednesday and see Ang Lee’s stunning film adaptation of The Life of Pi.   But I’ll try. At the risk Read more