What Exactly are Vasanas? At their most exact, technical level in Indian psychology and Vedanta, vasanas are subliminal, deep-rooted behavioral … More
Category: Meditation
The MAIN (and ONLY?) Mistake in Spirituality and the Answer to the Question “Who Am I?”
The more I think about it the more I realize that this quest to “improve oneself” or “make oneself worthy … More
Brain in a Flat
Some of you may have heard of the “brain in a vat (BIV) thought experiment”. Those who haven’t, look it … More
Jagrat Sushupti
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The Final Exit?
Have I something to give to this world in the form of my “understanding” of Advaita Vedanta? Haven’t I already … More
My Final Hurrah!
Just published on Amazon my 20th book (I hope this will be my last book) “Summa Iru: My Formal Renunciation … More
On the Stillness of the Mind — by J. Krishnamurti
“The mind is quiet when it sees the truth that understanding comes only when it is quiet…When I see the … More
Quit
“Life is not a battle worth fighting. Quit.” The word is a deliberate stumbling block. What is to be given up is not the body or the life, but the fighter — the ego whose founding myth is that life is a war to be won. Camus answered the question of life’s worth with revolt; Advaita takes the path he never considered: neither suicide nor defiance, but the dissolution of the one who asks. Quit the way a fist quits clenching. The battle is optional because the soldier is fictional. What remains is life itself — neither fought nor fled.
Living with no control | Krishnamurti
Summa Iru: Formal Renunciation for The Dissolution of the False Self
All my life I have been ending ignorance — reading, thinking, writing, seeking. Now the loose ends are nearly tied. Come July 16, my 62nd birthday, it will be summa iru: not a thing I choose, but what happens when the false self, strung together from my relationships, finally dissolves. The more I carve out this “Me Time,” the more I begin to disappear. Nothing defines me; nothing tells me who I am. And so the old question arises almost naturally — “Who am I?” — a question one can sit with, alone, and stand a very good chance of answering.