To be able to do something, we must first acquire the knowledge and the capacity to do it.

Do you know yourself. We might first say of course, or maybe, well kind of.

Indeed, certain aspects of the spiritual path are subtler than ordinary knowledge, that is, than what can be comprehended by anyone who lacks personal experience of inner realities.

Maybe though, there are things we cling to both material and immaterial, that aren't quite as important or precious as we think they are. And it is only after we let some of them go, inwardly or outwardly, that this becomes apparent.

Yearning for Light.

For where your treasure is there will your heart be also.

Yearning, a bit old-fashioned perhaps, but certainly deeper and more powerful than 'wanting' or 'desiring'. The wants and desires of the world that are transient, that come and go, that are replaced sooner or later by new wants and new desires.

The light-seeker gets to know himself and the ordinary world as it is, with all its shortcomings and contradictions. He courageously faces what he sees.

Stay in the Centre.

And maybe we can say that in this context seeing intuitively is looking at ourselves and this world, this realm, on the basis of and through the lens of an increasingly purified and silent heart.

What is the beginning - not of the original, but what is the beginning that leads to the original.

The courageous ones come to a halt and allow their astonishment to take root, as well as an accompanying feeling of emptiness, futility and loneliness. If we see through the dream, this emptiness is the prerequisite to be fulfilled in quite a different manner.

Man’s real illness lies in not knowing that he does not know.

What is that before the creation. What is this nothing. What is this divine darkness, the original cause of all."

Suppose you really do that. Suppose Mr or Mrs Average actually does that. What happens then? You strike the rock and a stream of living water comes gushing out and flows on its way.

Literature is the art of discovering something extraordinary about ordinary people, and saying with ordinary words something extraordinary.

One problem apparently solved in the past, the consequences of which have tied a knot that requires undoing in the present.

Is there anywhere for this dove of Peace to land safely

Peace, which, sooner or later, like all things in this, our world of opposites, our dialectical realm, will turn into its opposite or a variation of itself

In spite of being miserable and afraid because of the non-peace we experience within ourselves and in our connections with almost everything around us, we seem unable to cease acting in ways that constantly aggravate our situation