Still lacking the fixed purpose from which comes the delight of living, I went to California. Circumstances forced me there because my brother was ill. There among the hills we lived in a small house in complete retirement, doing everything for ourselves.
If you would discover Truth you must for a time withdraw from the world. In that retired spot my brother and I talked much together. We meditated, trying to understand, for meditation of the heart is understanding.
There I was naturally driven within myself and I learned that as long as I had no definite goal or purpose in life, I was like the rest of mankind, tossed about as a ship on a stormy sea.
With that in my mind, after rejecting all lesser things, I established for myself my goal. I wanted to enter into eternal happiness, I wanted to become the very goal.
I wanted to drink from the source of life. I wanted to unite the beginning and the end. I fixed that goal as my Beloved and that Beloved is Life, the Life of all things.
I wanted to destroy the separation that exists between man and his goal. I said to myself that as long as there is this void of separation between myself and my goal there is bound to be misery, disturbance and doubt.
There will be authority which I must obey, to which I must yield. As long as there is separation between you and me there is unhappiness for us both. So I set about destroying all the barriers that I had previously erected. I began to reject, to renounce, to set aside what I had gathered, and little by little I approached my goal.
When my brother died, the experience it brought me was great - not the sorrow - sorrow is momentary and passes away, but the joy of experience remains. If you understand life rightly then death becomes an experience out of which you can build your house of perfection, your house of delight.
When my brother died, that gap of separation still existed in me; I saw him once or twice after death but that did not satisfy me. How can you be satisfied alone? You may invent phrases, you may have great knowledge of books, but as long as there is within you separation and loneliness, there is sorrow.
Because I desired to establish life within myself, because I desired to become united with the goal, I struggled. Life is a process of struggle, of continous gathering of the dust of experience.
If you are lost on a dark night and you see a distant light, you make your way towards that light with bleeding feet, through bogs, through pitfalls, through difficulties, because you know that the light indicates a human dwelling. So have I walked and struggled towards that light which is my goal, which is the goal of all humanity, because it is humanity itself.
All the pitfalls, all the things which entangle, all the things which hurt, are transient and pass away. I suffered but I set about to free myself from everything that bound me, till in the end, I became united with the Beloved, I entered into the sea of liberation, and established liberation within me.
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