Krishnamurti & the Art of Awakening

Krishnamurti Quote of the Day

Krishnamurti to Himself | Ojai, California, USA

The other day as one was walking along a secluded wooded lane far from the noise and the brutality and the vulgarity of civilization, right away from everything that was put together by man, there was a sense of great quietness, enveloping all things - serene, distant and full of the sound of the earth. As you walked along quietly, not disturbing the things of the earth around you, the bushes, the trees, the crickets and the birds, suddenly round a bend there were two small creatures quarrelling with each other, fighting in their small way. One was trying to drive off the other. The other was intruding, trying to get into the other's little hole, and the owner was fighting it off. Presently the owner won and the other ran off. Again there was quietness, a sense of deep solitude. And as you looked up, the path climbed high into the mountains, the waterfall was gently murmuring down the side of the path; there was great beauty and infinite dignity, not the dignity achieved by man that seems so vain and arrogant. The little creature had identified itself with its home, as we human beings do. We are always trying to identify ourselves with our race, with our culture, with those things which we believe in, with some mystical figure, or some saviour, some kind of super authority. Identifying with something seems to be the nature of man. Probably we have derived this feeling from that little animal.

Tags: identification

Related Quotes
The other day someone said that he was a "Krishnamurti-ite", whereas so-and-so belonged to another group.
In talking to groups of listeners all over the world, I find that more and more people seem not to understand what I am saying, because they come with fixed ideas;
Truth is truth, one, alone; it has no sides, no paths; all paths do not lead to truth.
Can the mind move from the known - not into the unknown, I don't know what that means - but be free and move away from the borders of the known?
One takes comfort, security, in any form of illusion. And man apparently needs many illusions.
To worship another is to worship oneself; the image, the symbol, is a projection of oneself.
Where there is no anonymity there is violence, in all its different forms.
The other day as one was walking along a secluded wooded lane far from the noise and the brutality and the vulgarity of civilization, right away from everything that was put together by man, there was a sense of great quietness, enveloping all things - serene, distant and full of the sound of the earth.
You want to discover if patriotism is a poison; but if you identify yourself with either patriotism or the feeling of anti-patriotism, then you cannot discover what is true.
We shall know, as experience, the new form of intelligence only when the self-protective and self-expansive intelligence ceases.
We can at any time be aware without the will to become aware.
As you do not like what you are, you seek continuity through property, relationship and ideas - which has led you to utter chaos and misery.
When you talk of the higher self, when you talk about Brahman, it is still within the field of memory; and memory is incomplete understanding.