There’s a story about J. Krishnamurti that speaks reams about what it means to be free of the limiting, fear-based pattern of thinking. Every spring he used to give talks in a beautiful oak grove in Ojai, in southern California. He had been speaking there for over sixty years. On this particular occasion when I went to hear him, in the late nineteen-seventies, there must have been close to two thousand people in attendance, sitting on the grass, or in their folding chairs. Continue reading
It didn’t happen.
What DID happen was that I worried – worried about how I was going to use it, worried about what people would think of me if they knew I had it; and worried I would spend it all fast (and find myself back with feeling comfortable with just enough). Continue reading