Who is searching? For What?

On the canvas of the universe, if humans can be represented by small circles with a dot in the center, the dots represent the sense of an individual controller or sense of personal doer ship. This center provided the impetus to negotiate the world and collect things with an intent to own or possess. This also drives ambition and the need for bigger and greater achievements. At some point , when most of the needs are met, the center begins to look for the ultimate achievement- happiness and absolute bliss , and so one turns to religion , scripture or spiritual pursuits.

The seeking intensifies as the effort is not easily rewarded. The search presupposes that something is lost and that the individual knows what it is that needs to be found. This invariably leads to frustration and a revaluation of ones efforts and introspection happens. It may be then realized that neither the seeking of spiritual achievements nor all the other life-time successes and failures were the direct result of ones efforts. So, will my effort at meditation and 'sadhana' yield in personal enlightenment?

These thoughts may then lead to further examine the premise of who is searching, for what?
It may be time to verify the validity of the datum , the dot inside the circle.

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