Chapter 13: The Home-Coming
You and your solitude are not two things; you are your solitude. You and your aloneness are not two things; you are your aloneness, in its crystal clear transparency. Hence no question arises, no doubt arises.
You simply relax. You have found yourself.
In the crowd, in the wild lands, with strange people, you had forgotten how to relax within yourself. Relaxation is the bridge. Relaxation is the only real prayer, because only through relaxation are you at ease with yourself and with existence. All fear disappears. You drop all defenses, because there is nobody else but you. The existence takes a totally new quality; your aloneness, your solitude, makes the whole existence not separate from you.
The whole sky becomes yours, with all its stars.
The trees become you, with all their foliage and flowers.
The mountains are within you.
For the first time you feel that your heartbeat is not only your heartbeat; it is the heartbeat of the whole universe. This can certainly be called “the homecoming.”
Here, the words.of all existence spring open to me: all existence here wants to become words, all becoming here wants to learn speech from me.
In the depths of your solitude, the whole existence wants to express itself through you, wants to become words and songs and poetry and dance and creativity. Once you have found yourself you become a vehicle to all that exists.
Here the words.of all existence spring open to me: all existence here wants to become words.
Your experience of solitude wants to become your expression too. It wants to sing and dance, it wants to share its treasures.
.all becoming here wants to learn speech from me.
It is utter silence - but with a deep longing to reach to others. You have found your home; they can also find their home. And it is not far away, it is just a question of turning one hundred and eighty degrees. Otherwise you can go on searching from one planet to another, from one star to another, and you will be going farther and farther away from yourself.
The man who finds that he is his own home feels a tremendous need, an irresistible need, to say to all those who are still wanderers, who are still in search in faraway lands, in wild places, with strange people: Close your eyes and move inwards.