The philosopher Jiddu Krishnamurti writes that, in a state of complete attention, “the thinker, the center, the ‘me’ comes to an end.” This supposed emptiness makes way for so much more, as “it is only a mind that looks at a tree or the stars or the sparkling waters of a river with complete self-abandonment that knows what beauty is, and when we are actually seeing[,] we are in a state of love.”
