It’s all a question of knowing where to look for one, but ask what would you do if you stumbled across it. It’s not a simple decision, nor should it be. The better question still is how you will know when you finally find it, for it is marked only deep within your heart.
There are those desperately searching, who stumble along the way, tripping over the dharma gems lying in their path. Others proceed slowly, pausing to examine each pebble, each twig uncertain if it, just possibly, was the key to enlightenment. I wander along, going nowhere, knowing that is where the path must lead, and I am always where the path and I must intersect in time and space. A young child seeing this merely smiles and returns to his seat beneath the Bodhi tree.
He wasn’t sure he wanted it, was fairly certain he did not, and in that moment, was certain he would get it, so he began developing elaborate plans on what to do with it when it arrived. He laid them out in painful detail, each step, each move carefully choreographed. He waited patiently, each minute washing into the next until it was hours, then days, then months. He reassessed his plans for it, fine tuned them daily. He grew older until one day he could no longer remember what it was, and moments later it arrived, and there it sat unseen and unrecognized.
There will come a time she says, when all of this will matter greatly, the question is how you will know that moment has arrived. I assume, he said, it will announce itself, or at least make its presence known. No doubt, she replied, you will search for it, but just like me, you will find it gone.
Dreams are the gentle sea across which we float as night embraces us. This is the preferred view, but in the stormy dark our dreams turn violent tossing us against thoughts we have long suppressed. It is how we row, how we ride he swells, searching for the calm on the horizon that allows us to see the shore of a new day.
If you wish to find true wisdom where do you begin to look? Everywhere you look is the wrong place, for true wisdom is everywhere. If this confuses, first look for yourself. Where will you find yourself? If you say in the mirror, all will laugh for the mirror is nothing more than reflective glass. Are you reflective glass? So I ask again, where can you find yourself. The task is easy if you realize there is no self and no-self is yourself, for you then have found true wisdom.
A reflection on case 68 of the Book of Equanimity>
He was never one to go searching. It took up too much time. It certainly took far more effort than the results usually warranted. And there wasn’t anything in particular he wanted to go in search of. She said she was searching for ecstasy. He said he could buy it downtown, but it had grown rather pricey. She said she meant that state of being, that state of spiritual perfection. He said you couldn’t buy that downtown, though there were a couple of pastors in the suburbs who claimed to be able, for a proper donation, to provide it. She said she couldn’t pay for what was promised in the Bible, she would simply search and wait. She had faith. He said he had searched for faith once, and failed. That, he said, was when he gave up searching for things.