One needs a house, one needs food, one needs money and one needs clothes; one should pay attention to all these things, but they should not become all and everything. Some space, some time should be given to the inner exploration. That’s what I call meditation: sitting with yourself, being with yourself, available to your own subjectivity.
That availability, that openness, opens you not to your own self, but to the very self of existence. And unless you know what this life is all about you live in vain. Unless you taste the mystery of this immense beauty and ecstasy that surrounds you – it is already there, you just need to be a little more alert and sensitive to it – life remains empty. You are born and yet not born, you live and yet you are dead.
Seeing oneself, one is born anew. Meeting with oneself is a rebirth, the real birth. One becomes twice born.