The Book Of Life by Jiddu Krishnamurti. I have liked
Krishnamurti since the early 1980’s. A friend of mine had some books by him
which I used to read. We went to see him give a talk at a place called
Brockwood Park near Winchester. I was really impressed with him and was pleased
that I saw him while he was still alive. We saw him in 83 and he died in 1986
aged 90. I must admit that I forgot about 80% of what he said within an hour.
What I liked about him though is that he wasn’t a sect or a religion. I don’t
like organised religions because they tell you what to think. They have no
right to say what people should think or believe. Krishnamurti said it is up to
the individual to think for themselves in order to discover truth. I was really
pleased when in 1986 I discovered that Van Morrison was also influenced by
Krishnamurti. The title of his album No Guru, No Method, No Teacher was taken
directly from a talk given by Krishnamurti. Van said this in an interview.
‘I heard him speak once, at Masonic Hall in San Francisco.
As far back as I can remember I have been influenced by religious and
philosophical works and I had a big change in my state of mind just prior to
discovering Krishnamurti's books. His philosophy corresponded to what I myself
was going through on an inward level. I feel the meaning of Krishnamurti for
our time is that one has to think for oneself and not be swayed by any outside
religions or spiritual authorities’.
I haven’t read any of Krishnamurti’s words for years. What
I like about this book is that it a collection of 365 meditations by
Krishnamurti. One for every day of the year. You can read a little bit every
day which should make it easier to understand. I read the thought for February
1st today. I will have to venture out tomorrow snow or no snow to get some
provisions, but I don’t think I’ll be going far.
No Guru, no method, no teacher
Just you and I and nature
And the Father in the garden