The Book of Yourself Newsletter

The Book of Yourself Newsletter

Dear Friends,



For the last two or three years a group of us have been holding monthly meetings online to explore various aspects of K’s teachings. This group was an extension of the K online course. Some participants were keen to continue the exploration, and we managed to find the time and the energy to do so. These explorations have been wide-ranging and deep, bringing about a heartfelt sense of sensitive and affectionate sharing and concern. Over these past six months we took up the study of the dialogues in the series of Reality, Actuality and Truth. That is the title I gave it, since those are the three main themes that K and Bohm set out to discuss back in 1975. Some of these conversations appeared in Truth and Actuality (1977) and The Limits of Thought (1999), but the set was never published either together or in its entirety. So that is a pending project, as far as I’m concerned. Since there are a total of twelve dialogues, we chose to cover two of them per session. I took the trouble of verifying the transcripts which, in spite of having been deposited as final in the archives, contained some errors. Then I summarized the contents of each chapter in PP slides and finally reworked these summaries in a cover letter to the participants in which I tried my best to trace out their internal coherence. The very last chapter was an attempt by Bohm to trace the core thread of the whole series and one of the themes that stood out for us was the question of action and, more specifically, of revolution.[1]



At one point in the dialogue K mentions the Latin American revolutionaries who, having become aware of the ongoing imperialist exploitation and the pervasive corruption of society, felt very strongly that the whole thing must be changed. K’s teachings are permeated with this same revolutionary spirit, so he posed the logical question as to whether he and the guerrilleros could have sat down together and communicated about the true meaning of revolutionary action. If the revolutionaries were totally identified with their ideology, that conversation might prove impossible, but supposing that they were still able to listen, what might K have said to people like Fidel Castro and Che Guevara? One could imagine that, given K’s emphasis on the inner revolution in consciousness and his critique of the Marxist approach to human transformation, namely by changing the socioeconomic circumstances, he might have recommended that they put down their AK-47s and take up meditation. The guerrilleros might have replied that there was no time for navel gazing, for sitting around observing their thoughts and feelings and learning to observe without the observer. The situation was too urgent, and it demanded immediate action. Wasn’t he also saying that action is always now? To which K might have responded that indeed it is, adding that such action means not from an idea or conclusion, which are the past. He would most likely have insisted that without a revolution in consciousness, all other revolutions are a mere turn of the wheel.



“To bring about peace in the world, to stop all wars, there must be a revolution in the individual, in you and me. Economic revolution without this inward revolution is meaningless, for hunger is the result of the maladjustment of economic conditions produced by our psychological states – greed, envy, ill-will and possessiveness. To put an end to sorrow, to hunger, to war, there must be a psychological revolution and few of us are willing to face that. We will discuss peace, plan legislation, create new leagues, the United Nations and so on and on; but we will not win peace because we will not give up our position, our authority, our money, our properties, our stupid lives. To rely on others is utterly futile; others cannot bring us peace. No leader is going to give us peace, no government, no army, no country. What will bring peace is inward transformation which will lead to outward action. Inward transformation is not isolation, is not a withdrawal from outward action. On the contrary, there can be right action only when there is right thinking and there is no right thinking when there is no self-knowledge. Without knowing yourself, there is no peace.” 
The First and Last Freedom, pp. 184-185



K’s argument seems simple enough: what is happening outwardly in society, with its social and economic injustice, class struggles and war, is the result of our inner states of greed, envy, possessiveness and ill will; therefore, unless there is a psychological revolution, all our legal and sociopolitical measures will have no effect, for we will not give up our wealth and power, what K calls ‘our stupid lives’. Moreover, no government, army, country or leader will bring us peace. Only inward transformation, which is not isolation or withdrawal from outward action, will. Action follows from right thinking and there is no right thinking without self-knowledge, which is the foundation of peace. The revolutionaries might accept that indeed the outward structure of society goes together with our egotistic mindset and that without changing the latter, the former would be at best incomplete and forever on the brink of reverting to the old bourgeois capitalist and exploitative mode. But the fact remains that people won’t give up their possessions, money and status willingly. It might be stupid and utterly irresponsible to live that way, especially in view of the injustice and cruelty involved, but those very things are the pillars of power and as they will not renounce them voluntarily, they must be obliged to do so by force. Of course there is no right action without right thinking and, they might concede, self-knowledge is of fundamental importance in establishing individual integrity and the moral foundations of society. But as this focus on self-knowledge is not a withdrawal from outward action, then that action, self-awareness and transformation must happen simultaneously. Faced with such a prospect, the revolutionaries might wonder whether K wasn’t asking too much of mere mortals like themselves. At which point K might issue another challenge. 


[1] This is the dialogue dated 11 October 1975. 

“For me revolution is synonymous with religion. I do not mean by the word ‘revolution’ the immediate economic or social changes, but I mean a revolution in consciousness itself. All other forms of revolution, whether communist, capitalist or what you will, are merely reactionary. A revolution in the mind, which means the complete destruction of what has been so that the mind is capable of seeing what is true without distortion, without illusion – that is the way of religion. I think the real, the true religious mind does exist, can exist. I think if one has gone into it very deeply one can discover such a mind for oneself. A mind that has broken down, destroyed all the barriers, all the lies which society, religion, dogma, belief have imposed upon it, and gone beyond to discover what is true, is the true religious mind.”



The Collected Works, Vol. 12, pp. 223-224



While the statement that revolution is synonymous with religion would clash with Marxist orthodoxy, Latin American revolutionary movements were often rooted in Liberation Theology, which united the Communists and the Catholics in the common pursuit of social justice. So maybe the guerrilleros might not fundamentally disagree, though they would have their reservations as to what K might be meaning by ‘religion’. His emphasis, however, was not on any form of tradition, belief and authority, but on what he called ‘the religious mind’. For him this religious mind is the only revolutionary mind, not the mind of the left, right or centre, which are all fragments, therefore not revolutionary at all. The religious mind deals with the totality, not with fragments, which creates the foundation of cooperation, social order and responsibility. Such a mind implies the total destruction of the past so that it is able to see what is true without distortion or illusion. And he insisted that it exists and can be discovered when one has dissolved all the lies that society and organized religion have imposed on it. To the devotees of historical dialectical materialism this might sound positively mystical and esoteric. And if that was the only way, then it would certainly call for a very different kind of action and way of life. 



“We are talking of the religious mind, which is extraordinarily difficult to explain because so many things are involved. Surely a religious mind implies a state of mind in which there is no fear at all, and therefore no sense of security at any time; in such a mind there is no belief whatsoever, only ‘what is’, what actually is. And in that mind there is a state of silence which is not produced by thought, but which is the natural outcome of a great deal of awareness and attention. It is the result of meditation in which the meditator is totally absent; then out of that comes a silence in which there is neither the observer nor the observed. And in that silence one begins to discover for oneself the origin and beginning of thought. One then realizes that thought is always old and that therefore it can never discover anything new. And finding all this out of that silence – which is part of the religious mind – one knows a state of energy which is not the energy of conflict, nor is it the energy engendered through striving, ambition, greed and envy. It is an energy untouched by any kind of conflict. All that, it seems to me, is the state of the religious mind.” 
KFT Bulletin No. 12, Winter 1971-72, pg. 14



So the religious mind, as K describes it, involves a state without belief, fear or security, in which there is only what actually is. Such a mind is imbued with a quality of silence that is the outcome of a great deal of awareness and attention, of meditation without the meditator, in which the duality of the observer and the observed is totally absent. It is in that silence that we begin to discover the nature of thought and we realize that it is always old, therefore incapable of discovering or meeting the new. And given the pervasive state of disorder and degeneration in the world, we urgently need a new quality of mind, which thought, therefore, cannot provide. The silent religious mind is filled with a quality of energy which is not the result of striving, ambition, greed and envy, an energy untouched by any kind of conflict. The key to this total inner wholeness and harmony would seem to be the quality of awareness, observation and meditation that is free from the duality of the observer and the observed. The observer being previous knowledge and experience, that means a quality of observation in which thought does not enter. The ending of conflict is the real point of revolutionary action, therefore the elimination of contradiction at its source, i.e. in the very state of consciousness, would be of fundamental importance. And contradiction arises out of the inadequate response of thought as the past to the ever-new and present challenge. This is the key to the only revolution, which is when we meet the challenge fully, which is the real meaning of action. That’s why the awareness of the origin and nature of thought is of such critical importance. It is nothing esoteric but as down-to-earth as you can get, for thought is a material process and all the dialectic of historical materialism springs from it. With the ending of contradiction, of division, there is an ending to conflict and the revolution has taken place without firing a single shot. 



That sounds very true and even our Marxist friends might not disagree, but we are all currently confronted with a truly decadent and violent world and we face the same dilemma as to whether to take up arms against a sea of troubles or to take the inward journey to the heart of silence. 



Take care, amigos, and let’s ponder deeply the true meaning of action and the religious mind,



Javier



Photos by J. Gómez Rodríguez: 1. The Harbour, Lelystad, NL; 2. Interior of the Church of Santa María in my native parish of Leiro, Rianxo, A Coruña, Spain.

Friedrich’s Newsletter 2024

Friedrich’s Newsletter 2024

Dear Friends

I wonder if you know about the new book

published by Watkins titled How To Find

Peace. It’s an expanded and re-edited edition

of Social Responsibility, one of KFA’s

thematic study books. It begins with

Krishnamurti’s piercing 1985 speech at

the United Nations in New York, given as

part of the official observance of the UN’s

40th anniversary. (I attended the talk, and

remember being disappointed that the hall

wasn’t full.) Following this Introduction

are 10 sections, among them: What is

your responsibility to society? How does

the free mind live in this world? and The

intelligence that brings order and peace. This is an extract from the section

titled On War:

K: How war came into being

Question: All except a few do not want war, so why do they prepare for it?

Krishnamurti: War means destruction, killing and maiming one

another, with the noise, the brutality, the ugliness, the appalling misery

of pain.

Do you know how war has come into being?

Keep reading: ( download pdf )

Friedrich’s Newsletter 2023

Friedrich’s Newsletter 2023

Dear Friends

I was very interested to hear that the first Summer Gathering for decades

at Brockwood Park took place this past year, in August, with 120 participants.

Those who commented to me about it were very keen on it, especially

that the younger staff members took it in their stride to manage it,

and did so very well. The starting point was Krishnamurti’s 1976 public

talks and discussions at Brockwood. Many inquiring minds (or the general

human mind) made it serious and enjoyable, though with some typical

dialogue challenges. Amazing is that many young people, in addition

to the younger staff, eagerly arrived and participated. This shows further

promise for the future.

Keep reading: ( download pdf )

The unknown soldier

The unknown soldier

I always found it rather intriguing that when it comes to honouring those fallen in battle, the leaders of the nations they supposedly died for invariably lay a wreath at the tomb of the unknown soldier.

More often than not, this unknown soldier is represented in a statue and the wreath is laid at the foot of the monument. These sculptures are not featureless, but they are not supposed to represent anyone with a birth and death certificate. It occurred to me that this could be a way of saying that in honouring no-one they were honouring every-one: the anonymous as the representative of the collective. And yet that unknown is still honoured not as all soldiers or all human beings who died without a name in the countless fields of battle but as the sacrificial victim of a particular tribe and its competing aspirations in the strategic geopolitical game of power. So the unknown is honoured not for itself but on account of its service to the known at the core of national identity.

These days, with every country in Western Europe tentatively coming out of lockdown, the usual celebrations of liberation, victory and surrender in remembrance of the end of WWII are rather tame affairs because the traditional crowds are forbidden. All those veterans will most likely still wear their medals and get emotional saluting the flag and watching documentaries on television about Winston Churchill, Dunkirk and D-Day. Strangely, nobody seems to say anything about the horrors of war, about it being an absolute abomination for which all peoples and countries on earth are responsible. On the contrary, it is the glory, guilt and shame that accrue to the various parties to the conflict that is being feted. And the whole patriotic spirit is being deliberately cultivated to boost national morale in the face of the current pandemic. As though we were at war with the virus and we needed the same kind of rallying cry about fighting it on the beaches. I

t feels so anachronistic to be feeding these nationalistic feelings at a time like this. The current situation exposes the total fallacy of such pomp and circumstance in the name of an honour denied by the very events that are being commemorated. The British might be celebrating their heroic endurance of the Blitz, their winning the Battle of Britain with their spitfires, their keeping a firm control of the seas in spite of the U-boats and having been the base for the invasion of Normandy. The Germans might be in mourning for their dreadful Nazi past, partly depressed by guilt and partly uplifted by the liberation that the fall of the Third Reich was for them also. But out of the total ruin that it left behind came the European federation project in order to eliminate the national divisions that had led to the two great wars and would lead to an unthinkably more devastating third unless something was done about it. But that wisdom, rather rare in politicians, seems to have been lost with the lotus-eating of prosperity and the forgetful passing of time, leading to Britain exiting the EU and retreating into good old parochial nationalism. The Germans at least reiterated their commitment to a unified and federal Europe in their speeches, something the Brits didn’t and could not do. The snippets of the Queen’s speech they reported on television were in keeping with that same parochial and insular mentality. It was ‘their’ dead, not ‘the’ dead of all nations, the anonymous humanity that keeps killing itself for absolutely nothing on the beaches of this world.

Needless to say, I’m deeply bothered by this total mindlessness of crown and pauper, of street urchin and civil servant, of pastor and sheep and the collusion of the media propaganda in support of a dangerous delusion. After all these thousands of years of interminable wars, we hold to their causes as the very pinnacle of our achievement and the chalky raft of our salvation. We still uphold such separate identities as the essence of our being and in their names we find the confirmation of our pride, profit and pleasure. So much so that we keep burning incense at their sacrificial altars forgetting that such violent offerings stink to heaven. The bloody red rose of nationalism by any other name would smell as sweet. So what are we actually celebrating? Is there anything to celebrate or should we be mourning our murderous history and making undying pledges against all war and, therefore, against the evils of nationalism? And right there is the rub, for only the very few will speak against the latter, which means the bulk of humanity accepts violence as the engine of progress, as the way of life.

Here in The Netherlands they put a nice little spin on their Liberation Day, i.e. the day when the Nazis retreated for good on May 5th, 1945. They do the typical thing of showing the documentaries of the invasion, the ruin, the resistance, Anne Frank and the final collapse of Hitler, but they place the emphasis on freedom, not just from the Germans but as a good in itself. So that it becomes a celebration of peace and cooperation. It is in freedom that we can live and prosper. It is through cooperation that we cement the peace that Western Europe has enjoyed for the last 75 years. It feels like an achievement but the fact that it does is itself a serious indictment of our barbaric past. I rather appreciate this more universal implication of this particular historical episode. For freedom, peace and cooperation are not for the Dutch only but for the Germans, the French, the Spanish, etc., for the whole of mankind. So that such celebrations become a pledge not to the nation and its murderous consequences but to the total welfare of humanity.

So here I am with Emmanuel Macron as he lays a wreath of red roses at the tomb of the unknown soldier, with the indelible image of Parisian women kissing American soldiers in the romantic but now totally deserted background of memory. He seems to be emotionally in tune with the symbolic meaning of the sorrowful occasion. The bronze statue atop its plinth, still armed and in uniform, though dead, keeps marching on. Allons! Enfants de la patrie… etc. I’d rather see Rodin’s ‘Thinker’ sitting up there, his head heavy with reflection and his expressive muscular body naked as mankind should be when looking dispassionately at itself. And then I remember from my Art History that Rodin had designed ‘Le Penseur’ to preside over his ‘Gates of Hell’. I always wondered why he did that, for it implied a connection between Hell and thinking. But after a little meditation, it was not so difficult to see, for thought is responsible for a great deal of violence, torment and suffering.

It is the way we think that is responsible for nationalism and war. It is to the ways of thought we owe all these historical catastrophes. Laying a wreath at the tomb of the unknown soldier is a futile gesture unless it be accompanied by a change of thought, by a change of heart and direction.And that change has to begin by a questioning of our identity, by the realization that the particularising identifications with the aims and images of thought is a fundamental factor of division and conflict. By giving ourselves a tribal or confessional name and glorifying its symbols, on which we invest our happiness, security and worth, we divide humanity into all sorts of warring factions. Such identities will always necessitate violence to prove their greatness. But that’s the greatness of butchers, not of human beings. And that’s why the wise have maintained that greatness is anonymous, for peace is to the nameless, to those who are no-one and so every-one.

I wonder whether Angela and Emmanuel (one an ‘angel’ and the other ‘God with us’) might appreciate the fact that the unidentified soldier they are mourning is the nameless key to everlasting peace.

Another sacred morning

Another sacred morning

Another sacred morning,

Another sacred day,

With widening horizons

And journeys without end.

Another sacred cycle

Of burning love and light,

Of providence in sparrows,

Compassion and delight.

Another sacred passage

Whose transience is the true,

Where death has no dominion

For everything is new.

Where beauty shines and sparkles

From raindrops on the leaves

That send their purest rainbows

To symbolise their peace.

Where lovers feel contented

With knowing they exist,

For they have gleaned in dreaming

What they know deep within.

Where work is its salvation

And knowledge serves the good,

Where kindness is redemption

And heals our hidden wounds.

The blooms of grass are waving

Their golden sacred plumes

In breezes slow and gentle

Against the growing gloom.

The sun pours down its blessing

And sanctifies the crowns

Where sea-born winds are playing

Their oceanic sounds.

The clouds themselves are drifting

In cotton puffs along

And green moss swells enchanted

Between the cobblestones.

You hear the children playing,

You hear the geese in flight

And cherish the contemplation

Of throbbing and timeless life.

The ivy keeps sending signals,

The brightness is its own joy

And beings don’t need a reason

For Being is what they know.

Creation has lost its distance,

The past has been wiped away

And time is a single instant

Whose measure knows no decay.

The clocks chime away the hours,

The news tell of gain and loss,

But mind is no longer streaming

The network of reflex thought.

The glee has become the insect

That dances in the sunbeam,

Like us who now brim with passion

At being with all that is.

The moss is now green and fluffy

Between the grey patio bricks

And shines with the grace of children

Whose laughter is in the trees.

There’s soughing among the branches,

There’s singing in the blue dome,

Where astral celestial choirs

Intone their light orisons.

All causes possess a meaning

And rivers must meet the sea,

There’s always some needful motive

To wind up our fantasy.

Except when there’s no division

Between beginning and end,

As in this bright sacred morning

Of purposeless innocence…