The Search for Truth.

A selected group of people left on a voyage searching for Truth. Some traveled by ship, got lost and were never found. Others, went to the highest mountains with steep summits and were never found. Others, traveled by paths and paths, got lost, and were never found either.

But others stayed to reflect, they got lost in their reflection, and their minds were never found. Only one, who recogned that all the others had failed, understood that Truth was neither in a far away place nor near him because every place, finally is a place. And he said: " If it is not here, if it is not there. Where is Truth? It seems to hide, to conceal."

He finally got older and his time to die arrived. And in his deathbed, close to leave, a very small child approached him and said: " Why do you have to leave? "

And he learned the first truth: Nothing is permanent. If you search for Truth in the impermanent, you will not find it.

He stared at the child and said: " Don't do what I did. Don't look for Truth because you will get lost and will only find the impermanent."

The child did not understand and said: " Truth, what is Truth. I don't know."
Then, the old man understood the Second Truth: There is a profound mystery that covers Truth. It is a vast infinite cloak that is present in everything that exists, in the time, in the temporary. All may seem very real one day and the next day, it may not be. And this is a mystery and it was found that everything changes and that the secret of Truth is kept as mystery.

What is the mystery? It is the search for Truth in what is transitory.Then, what could he explain to that child about Truth, which he has searched for so much? He could not say anything because he did not know anything. Nevertheless, the child understood and said: " Oh, I know what Truth is. It is what nobody can talk about, then I will listen to it in the silence."

And that old man understood that what is relative is changing. And that the mystery is won in the silence. And when surprised by the silence, he found himself with the mind serene and everything was then Truth. Life is like a dream and what is permanent and important inhabits in the spiritual silence, in secret words, in the eternal spiritual vision.

Truth, which is immortal essence, is not born, does not die ever. And that man saw the child and understood: " Even though I may leave, one part of me will stay in you and another part of you will leave with me. Separated, united, that is the Truth. In essence, nothing comes and nothing goes. What is permanent always is.