When I think about the story of Adyashanti I see a man who was so fervently bent on transcending his (personal) limitations that the only way for him to survive was to die alive by totally caving in, turning inside-out as it were. Without his personal shell being crushed the energy-tilt couldn’t have balanced out in him and his physical shell would have crumbled too. It was a game of all or nothing for him. His fierce competitive nature got transfused into a way of being [a self-sustaining loop, a reality-tunnel] that was driven by the ultimate: the Truth. Good for him. Good for us.