Many years ago when I first started to meditate and otherwise seek the deeper meaning of my life, I asked a wise old man what I could trust to guide me, since many of my beliefs had turned out to be nothing but blind biases–and since reality was clearly so much strange and subject to change. “You can always trust your search,” he said. “If you’re searching for truth, you’re moving in the right direction.”
Recently I read that the great Zen sage Dogen taught that the path of practice is really a circle. He meant that practice and enlightenment are one. He also meant that we sit down to practice–when we become still and open enough inside to realize that we dwell in mystery–we are linked with fellow seekers and great awakened ones past, present, and future. It comforts me these days to picture myself as part of a great circle that stretches back to the dawn of humanity. I can see our earliest ancestors walking in file out of Africa and fanning out around the globe–all of us of one heart and mind, seeking the higher ground of some indestructible truth.
What is my strategy for surviving the current crisis? Basically to be useful and as kind as my flawed ego-ridden being allows. To volunteer when asked. I trust my ongoing search and the growing intuition that the goal of all our human searching here on fragile Earth is, in the words of E.M. Forster: “Only connect.”