Meditation Is Not A Withdrawal From Life.

You Are This, Which Does Not Satisfy, So You Want To Be That. If There Were An Understanding Of This, Would That Come Into Being? Because You Do Not Understand This, You Create That, Hoping Through That To Understand Or To Escape From This.

Freedom Lies Beyond The Field Of Consciousness.

You Can Only Be Afraid Of What You Think You Know.

To Learn About Oneself, A Living Thing, You Have To Watch, Learn Anew Each Minute.

And The Fear Of Not Being Is Born In That Space. But In Meditation, When This Is Understood, The Mind Can Enter Into A Dimension Of Space Where Action Is Inaction. We Do Not Know What Love Is, For In The Space Made By Thought Around Itself As The Me, Love Is The Conflict Of The Me And The Not-me. This Conflict, This Torture, Is Not Love. Thought Is The Very Denial Of Love, And It Cannot Enter Into That Space Where The Me Is Not. In That Space Is The Benediction Which Man Seeks And Cannot Find. He Seeks It Within The Frontiers Of Thought, And Thought Destroys The Ecstasy Of This Benediction.