Was there peace in the country before the war began? Was there peace in you before before you got afraid of viruses or bombs? Was there peace at all or was it just a fantasy? Is there even peace?

We have nullified and reduced peace to a mere space between acts of visible violence. There was peace before the man punched or the woman stuck with a knife. There was peace before we got scared, ran away, attacked, or curled up waiting for an attack. There was peace before the war began and we gained peace when it ended. Really?

Oh, how I have sought happiness, joy, peace and love! Seen it there and over there, but always somewhere else, in another person or place out there. I have chased the Holy Grail all over the world, in all kinds of men and women, children and animals too. I have run after it like any other rat in their own treadmills, been twisted in my great longing and stayed put even though it has been utterly painful. Just like you have 🙂

I’ve been searching in order not to ever find it. I have been searching to keep on searching, and for my momentary discoveries, and for my ultimate disappointment. I have been looking for what is, from where it is not. I have sought the truth from my imaginations, peace from my delusions, and love from my longing. I haven’t found anything, I haven’t really wanted to find, because I want to keep on looking. I see myself as a seeker …

I woke up to a wonderful peace yesterday. Nothing bothered me and none of the usual thoughts of stress or worry were swirling in my mind. Everything was so simple and true. I had arrived.

I got out of bed, did my morning chores, and described that spacious experience with the following words:

“Once you have broken the slippery and cold ice of your momentary fears, you will fall into the warm and peaceful ocean of your love.”