A sense of inclusion. The stresses, the thoughts about the week gone and what might be to come. The urge is to push them away, to think later, to feel later. Later. And yet there they are, thoughts, feelings, tensions, wanting to express. After all, they don’t come from nowhere. Are they even a ‘they’? Are they not me too? So: a sense of inclusion. Include it all.

The world is always close to catastrophe. But it seems to be closer now. Seeing this approaching catastrophe, most of us take shelter in idea. We think that this catastrophe, this crisis, can be solved by an ideology. Ideology is always an impediment to direct relationship, which prevents action. We want peace only as an idea, but not as an actuality. We want peace on the verbal level which is only on the thinking level, though we proudly call it the intellectual level. But the word peace is not peace. Peace can only be when the confusion which you and another make ceases. We are attached to the world of ideas and not to peace.

– Krishnamurti