Krishnamurti - Love and Freedom [antikvár]

PrefaceTo write a biographyand especially one about Krishnamurtiurges the author of that biography to step back totally behind the person he wants to write about. He should attempt to become a kind of 'invisible historical observer' in the background of events or at most to appear in the book as an impersonal 'one.' 1 do not intend to follow in this tradition and 1 explain my reasons for that choice in the following.1 was acquainted with the works of Krishnamurti for over a decade. 1 knew about his life, had read some of his books and had even written about his teaching'. For all those years he had been a stranger to me, he had no particular fascination for me. 1 had considered his talks and discussions as merely intellectual and had not found the 'inspiration' (a comment often made regarding Krishnamurti.) Nonetheless this mysterious figure existed in a niche of my consciousness, with his highly unusual 'messianic' past, a figure I saw as a kind of 'Sphinx of the 20th Century.' Therefore, when in the early summer of 1985 1 read the announcement of his annual talks in Saanen, which I had not noticed for years (why not? ), the advertisement created an irresistible impulse within me to go to Saanen that June.The encounter with Krishnamurti during that indescribably beautiful summer, in a sunbathed, light-filled Swiss mountain area, left its mark on my life for several years. I was touched by a reality that manifested itself through that frail, filigree person on his simple wooden seat, a reality which can only be characterized by the word 'holy,' but a