Skip to main content

The Urgency of Change - Seeker

The Urgency of Change - Seeker

Questioner: What is it I'm seeking? I really don't know, but there is a tremendous longing in me for something much more than comfort, pleasure and the satisfaction of fulfilment. I happen to have had all these things, but this is something much more - something at an unfathomable depth that is crying to be released, trying to tell me something. I've had this feeling for many years but when I examine it I don't seem to be able to touch it. Yet it is always there, this longing to go beyond the mountains and the skies to find something. But perhaps this thing is there right in front of me, only I don't see it. Don't tell me how to look: I've read many of your writings and I know what you mean. I want to reach out my hand and take this thing very simply, knowing very well that I cannot hold the wind in my fist. It is said that if you operate on a tumour neatly you can pluck it out in one pocket, intact. In the same way I should like to take this whole earth, the heavens and the skies and the seas in one movement, and come upon that blessedness on the instant. Is this at all possible? How am I to cross to the other shore without taking a boat and rowing across the waters? I feel that's the only way.

Krishnamurti: Yes, that's the only way - to find oneself strangely and unaccountably on the other shore, and from there to live, act and do everything that one does in daily life.

Questioner: Is it only for the few? Is it for me? I really don't know what to do. I've sat silent; I've studied, examined, disciplined myself, rather intelligently I think, and of course I've long ago discarded the temples, the shrines and the priests. I refuse to go from one system to another; it is all too futile. So you see I have come here with complete simplicity.

Krishnamurti: I wonder if you really are so simple as you think! From what depth are you asking this question, and with what love and beauty? Can your mind and heart receive this? Are they sensitive to the slightest whisper of something that comes unexpectedly?

Questioner: If it is as subtle as all that, how true is it, and how real? Intimations of such subtlety are usually fleeting and unimportant.

Krishnamurti: Are they? Must everything be written out on the blackboard? Please, sir, let us find out whether our minds and hearts are really capable of receiving immensity, and not just the word.

Questioner: I really don't know, that's my problem. I've done almost everything fairly intelligently, putting aside all the obvious stupidities of nationality, organized religion, belief - this endless passage of nothings. I think I have compassion, and I think my mind can grasp the subtleties of life, but that surely is not enough? So what is needed? What have I to do or not to do?

Krishnamurti: Doing nothing is far more important than doing something. Can the mind be completely inactive, and thereby be supremely active? Love is not the activity of thought; it is not the action of good behaviour or social righteousness. As you cannot cultivate it, you can do nothing about love.

Questioner: I understand what you mean when you say that inaction is the highest form of action - which doesn't mean to do nothing. But somehow I cannot grasp it with my heart. Is it perhaps only because my heart is empty, tired of all action, that inaction seems to have an appeal? No. I come back to my original feeling that there is this thing of love, and I know, too, that it is the only thing. But my hand is still empty after I have said that.

Krishnamurti: Does this mean that you are no longer seeking, no longer saying to yourself secretly: "I must reach, attain, there is something beyond the furthest hills?"

Questioner: You mean I must give up this feeling I have had for so long that there is something beyond all the hills?

Krishnamurti: It is not a question of giving up anything, but, as we said just now, there are only these two things: love, and the mind that is empty of thought. If you really have finished, if you really have shut the door on all the stupidities which man in his search for something has put together, if you really have finished with all these, then, are these things - love and the empty mind - just two more words, no different from any other ideas?

Questioner: I have a deep feeling that they are not, but I am not sure of it. So again I ask what I am to do.

Krishnamurti: Do you know what it means to commune with what we have just said about love and the mind?

Questioner: Yes, I think so.

Krishnamurti: I wonder if you do. If there is communion with these two things then there is nothing more to be said. If there is communion with these two things then all action will be from there.

Questioner: The trouble is that I still think there is something to be discovered which will put everything else in its right place, in its right order.

Krishnamurti: Without these two things there is no possibility of going further. And there may be no going anywhere at all!

Questioner: Can I be in communion with it all the time? I can see that when we are together I can be somewhat in communion with it. But can I maintain it?

Krishnamurti: To desire to maintain it is the noise, and therefore the losing of it.

https://jkrishnamurti.org/content/seeker

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Keo Pnek Mean Raksmey - កែវភ្នែកមានរស្មី

... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PC0Q8djlXQc https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DJv6r-adF1k ↓↑   មើលភ្នែក  Look in the eyes  mừa nếch.. មើលភ្នែកដូចគ្រាប់ពេជ្រ  Looks like a diamond  mứa  nek đồi pứa pứch .. ភ្នែកបើក មិនធ្មេចលិចរស្មី  Eyes open, no light shining through  nek baek..  min mech lich rosmei... ↑ ផ្កាយរះពាសពេញយាមរាត្រី  The stars are shining all night.  kài reah... ↑ ↑    pea pưng yeam reatrei.. រស្មី ក៏ចាញ់ភ្នែកស្រីដែរ  Reaksmey also loses the eyes of women  re` smei ko' chanh ph nek srei daiii... (២) ខ្យល់ព្យុះ  (2) Storm ( 2) j op` jung រន្ទះបាញ់ផែនដី  Lightning strikes the earth  ronteahbanh phendei..  គ្មានអ្វី ឲ្យភ័យឲ្យខ្លាចទេ  There is nothing to be afraid of  mean oavei  aoy phy aoy khlach te'... បងខ្លាច តែភ្នែកមាសមេ  I'm afraid of the golden eyes  bong khla.. ↑ ↑   tai nek mea me... ភ្នែកស្នេហ៍ បាញ់ចំដួងចិត្តបង  Eyes of love shoot into you...

Jimi Hendrix

1. Jimi Hendrix Jimi Hendrix exploded our idea of what rock music could be: He manipulated the guitar, the whammy bar, the studio and the stage. On songs like "Machine Gun" or "Voodoo Chile," his instrument is like a divining rod of the turbulent Sixties – you can hear the riots in the streets and napalm bombs dropping in his "Star-Spangled Banner." His playing was effortless. There's not one minute of his recorded career that feels like he's working hard at it – it feels like it's all flowing through him. The most beautiful song of the Jimi Hendrix canon is "Little Wing." It's just this gorgeous song that, as a guitar player, you can study your whole life and not get down, never get inside it the way that he does. He seamlessly weaves chords and single-note runs together and uses chord voicings that don't appear in any music book. His riffs were a pre-metal funk bulldozer, and his lead lines were an electric LSD trip down ...

做你的爱人 - Zuo ni de ai ren - Be your lover

做你的爱人 - Zuo ni de ai ren - Be your lover  我时常一个人独自彷徨    I often wander alone 也时常一个人独自流浪   I often wander alone 我希望你能回心转意   I hope you can change your mind 再像从前那样的爱我   Love me again like before 我知道你不会把我遗忘    I know you won't forget me 也不会抛弃我独自飞翔   He won't abandon me and fly alone 我时常留恋在你家门前    I always linger in front of your house 盼望你能够看我一眼      I hope you can take a look at me Wǒ shư trang yi gớ rén tuu shì fang hoang yě shư chang yi gớ rén tùu shi líu láng.. wǒ xī wàng nǐ néng huí xīn chuấn yì zài xiàng cóng qián nà yàng đớ ài wǒ wǒ zhī dào nǐ bù huì bǎ wǒ yí wàng yě bù huì pāo qì wǒ dú zì fēi xiáng wǒ shí cháng liú liàn zài nǐ jiā mén qián pàn wàng nǐ néng gòu kàn wǒ yī yǎn 我一生中最爱的人啊    The person I love most in my life 我醒来梦中还是你的样子  When I wake up, I still look like you in my dream 可不可以再爱我一次     can you love me again 让我学会做你的爱人   Let me learn to ...