Ocupation: Writer
Life: May 12, 1895 - February 17, 1986
Birthday: May 12
Death: February 17
The soil in which the meditative mind can begin is the soil of everyday life, the strife, the pain, and the fleeting joy. It must begin there, and bring order, and from there move endlessly. .. You must take a plunge into the water, not knowing how to swim. And the beauty of meditation is that you never know where you are, where you are going, what the end is.
topic: Pain, Moving, Knowing, Meditation Mind, Where You Are Going, Meditating