Have we ever wondered: is it at all possible to have inward peace without any disturbance at all in any given moment (as Krishnamurti would say)? Or are we so habituated to disturbance that we seek to revel in it for as long as we can?
Is it any wonder that in our insecurity and fear mixed with desire for approval and accolade, we decided it is best for us not to rock the boat but wallow in the endless quest for respectability through competition, envy, acquisitiveness, aggression and conflict?
Is it any wonder that we have built a culture of war and remain stuck in it even as we say we want peace? For this to change, we must first and foremost undergo an awakening of intelligence.
Our suffering and anguish is bundled up with clouds of thoughts and feelings permeated by false identification of “I” and “me” and “mine.” This seems to be our common condition.
What is also common is our shared aware being that, like the sky behind and embracing the clouds no matter how thick, shines through the gaps and spaces in between.
Noticing these gaps and allowing the sky of awareness to shine through is fascinating: can we watch this carefully and see how suffering responds to this seeing?
And in seeing and being the sky, can we see the seeing and be the being without any sense of anyone seeing or being?
And in not seeing or being as anyone, can there be no sense of seeing and being as anything whatsoever, free of any concreteness or substantiality that makes it what it is?
Going beyond suffering into the knower, beyond the knower into aware being, beyond aware being into aware-ing, and beyond aware-ing into emptying, what else is left? Beyond what is left behind after all this, what remains? Or could it be a Who?