Not the Age of Information—but of Direct Experience When Nature Becomes the Teacher of Today’s Generation When the heat of thirty-two years of life dissolved, joy blossomed within me, and love longed to walk toward people and embrace them; I saw life expand in an entirely new way. I asked myself: What is life? Is life only love? Perhaps not, because it also contains pain. Is life only pain? That cannot be true either, because the search for love within it never ends. Whether it is the life of a human being, a bird, an animal, a nation, or a religion—every life ultimately searches for love. But where do we search for it? Searching for Love in the Pit of Pain We often search for love in the pit of pain. What, then, do we find there? More pain in place of pain. Another wound in place of a wound. A harvest of sorrow from the seeds of sorrow. Gradually, life turns into a deathlike silence. Its vitality, enthusiasm, and inner music disappear. Our lives continue to ache upon the fire of...
The Harmonium of Life and Death Finding stillness within the movement of life The relentless speed of today’s world does not carry me forward; it holds me back. It leaves so little room for stillness that I sometimes feel it denies me the opportunity to participate in life in my own natural way. Even if I wished to join this race, I could not. Racing is simply not in my nature. I pause. I have always paused, and I believe I will continue to pause. But I will never race. Nor do I wish to learn how to swim merely to reach the shore everyone else is trying to reach. I can only drift. And even my drifting must happen in silence—not toward another shore, but deeper into the mystery of existence. The Disciple Hidden Within Me Every movement of life carries a lesson. Every event, relationship, silence, difficulty, and passing moment has something to teach me. When I become attentive to these movements, life transforms me into a disciple. I do not need to enter a classroom to learn from e...