Around here, when one thinks of the concept of self-actualization, one tends to find ones mind wandering down the coast a ways, to the very expensive spa where the doyens of the new (now old) age movement cling to their moldy Aquarian Conspiracy philosophies and the quaint notion that true enlightenment only happens when naked with a bunch of aging hippies and nubile (little used adjective these days) young women (why they would be there is a mystery) in a round redwood hot tub overlooking the Pacific…and only when you’ve paid a stupendous amount of money to do so.