Being present.
People have been searching for the secret to life for as long as there have been people. They have climbed mountains to ask it of hermits. They have built temples and written scriptures and developed philosophies and founded religions and spent entire lifetimes in contemplation trying to find the answer to the question that underlies all the other questions: what is the point of this? What is the key? What am I missing that, if I could only find it, would make everything finally make sense?
Here is the uncomfortable, liberating, slightly anticlimactic truth: there is no secret.
Not because the question is meaningless. Not because life is empty of significance. But because the secret — if we must use the word — is not hidden. It is not concealed behind years of spiritual achievement (blog on website)
















































































