The More You Know Yourself, The More

Thought Comes To An End. Then There Is That Sense Of Absolute Silence In The Brain. All The Movement Of Thought Has Ended.

You Must Look Most Intimately And Discover For Yourself; Then It Is Your Own, Not Somebody Else’s, Not Something That You Have Been Told, Because There Is No Teacher And No Follower.

Some Go To Sleep In An Organization And Never Wake Up, And Those Who Do Wake Up Put Them Selves To Sleep Again By Joining Another. This Acquisitive Movement Is Called Expansion Of Thought, Progress.

Meditation Is Not The Pursuit Of An Invisible Path Leading To Some Imaginal Bliss. The Meditative Mind Is Seeing, Watching, Listening, Without The Word, Without Comment, Without Opinion, Attentive To The Movement Of Life In All Its Relationships Throughout The Day.

Meditation Is One Of The Greatest Arts In Life - Perhaps The Greatest, And One Cannot Possibly Learn It From Anybody, That Is The Beauty Of It.