“When you stop searching and you calm down and you put your books away, and you confront yourself and see what you are all about, that will bring about bliss faster than anything you can ever imagine or ever do.” ~Robert Adams
I used to read parables about Zen monks who would be given a koan, see the world from a slightly different perspective, instantly attain enlightenment, and go on to (I assumed) live Happily Ever After.
I’ve spent a lot of time pouring over old religious texts and studying the great masters, but I don’t think that flash of inspiration is ever going to come. I don’t think there’s going to be an “Ah-ha!” moment where suddenly everything comes into focus and makes sense.
I think the closest I’m going to come to being “enlightened” are those moments when I’m lying on my back, calmly watching the clouds blow by overhead, smiling.