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Questions appear in my head continuously. Questions about the why of everything. Ever since I remember, I’ve had those questions. I rarely ask them out loud. Not any more. My parents didn’t have any answers or just said something to please me. The teachers sometimes found it difficult and waved the subject away.  

When I look back at my life, I discover a turning point at the age of twenty-one; in 1970. So 50 years ago. Then I subconsciously decided that no one around me has the answers. That gave peace of mind. This allowed me to function reasonably in society. Studying, working, getting married, having children. In short, I lived a normal life for the outside world. 

Yet in the quiet moments, the questions always surfaced. But I made those moments scarce by continuing to do so. Always in action. I could not combine social life with the desired silence. I regularly thought that I might have to live in a monastery or somewhere in the Himalayas. Deep in my heart, I imagined nothing could be more satisfying than living in an ashram. 

For the past five years, I have used trial and error to distance myself from society and create more and more silence in my life. And in those silences, answers actually appear.

I now know that it is essential for me to be quiet. I also know that it is essential for all people to be quiet. We cannot stop our thoughts and neither the associated fears and emotions in our bodies. That’s reason enough for me to investigate where it all comes from. 

To do so, we can go to the depths and create so much distance from the thinking that it no longer has any influence. Only then, in this deep silence, does it become clear who we are. I can tell you that we are more than physical beings who have sunk as slaves of the compensation society into the mud of materialism. 

As far as I know, we are infinite spiritual beings who live a terrestrial life, and for that all means are available to everyone. Yes, for everyone. But when I see what’s going on in the world, it’s more of a perpetual world war than a paradise. 

How is that? 

There’s another question.

If one is answered, the next one appears.