To find out if there is something beyond itself, the mind must cease to project, because whatever it can think of is still within the field of thought, whether conscious or unconscious.J. Krishnamurti, Bombay, India, March 5, 1950
The Collected Works of J. Krishnamurti
Volume VI, 1948 – 1952
On Sunday morning, February 16, 2020, I woke up early, having had a vivid dream. The dream included the question, “Are you going to Quaker Meeting?”. I had not planned to attend that day, but after the dream I felt a clear call to go. Also in the dream was a reference to “Room 119”. What does that refer to?? I read Psalm 119, but nothing struck me. Then I looked at page 119 of the Krishnamurti book I was reading. Bingo! I wrote the poem “Seeking”.
On the way to Quaker Meeting I saw a van with a Bible verse. Everything clicked!
Seeking “Behold, I am doing a new thing; now it springs forth, do you not perceive it?” -- Isaiah 43:19 The mind that is seeking Cannot find that which is beyond itself That which is beyond had been given to me It was a free gift I had not sought It came in the restless nighttime hours Or in the enchantment of time in nature. It has not been coming to me I have been seeking it And so I never found it. Today I saw I have been seeking And in that seeing The seeking came to an end And behold the gift was there It is a mystery.