LOTUS OUT OF THE MUDIn the early ’70s, I was living in a tall, Victorian house in Regent’s Park, London, with my American husband and our twins, Felix and Emily. I had been writing novels for several years and already had a couple published. In the middle of one based on my dad’s life, I found myself so full of rage that I thought I was going to explode. Somehow I had heard about Quaesitor, a growth centre started by Paul Lowe (later Teertha), and signed up for the most immediately available group, which turned out to be a marathon with Denny Yuson, later Veeresh.