If You Begin To Understand What You

Our Brains Are So Conditioned Through Education, Through Religion, To Think We Are Separate Entities With Separate Souls And So On. We Are Not Individuals At All. We Are The Result Of Thousands Of Years Of Human Experience, Human Endeavor And Struggle.

The Soil In Which The Meditative Mind Can Begin Is The Soil Of Everyday Life, The Strife, The Pain, And The Fleeting Joy. It Must Begin There, And Bring Order, And From There Move Endlessly. .. You Must Take A Plunge Into The Water, Not Knowing How To Swim. And The Beauty Of Meditation Is That You Never Know Where You Are, Where You Are Going, What The End Is.

The Man Who Is Not Frightened Of Life Is Not Frightened Of Being Completely Insecure For He Understands That Inwardly, Psychologically, There Is No Security.....when There Is No Security There Is An Endless Movement And Then Life And Death Are The Same....the Man Who Lives Without Conflict, Who Lives With Beauty And Love, Is Not Frightened Of Death Because To Love Is To Die.

Surely, Life Is Not Merely A Job, An Occupation; Life Is Something Extraordinarily Wide And Profound, It Is A Great Mystery, A Vast Realm In Which We Function As Human Beings.

So Through Identification You Have Pleasure And Pain.