We are so interested in ourselves that we cannot watch something that is put forward. A statement has been made. I don’t know what it means. I am not going to make an effort to understand it because I don’t know what it means. It may have meaning, or it may have no meaning. It sounds rational verbally, but profoundly it may have no meaning at all in actuality, in carrying it out. So I don’t come to it with an opinion. I live with it. And that is my greatest difficulty, to live with it. I can’t be watching it all the time, and I can’t let it die, under lock and key, or make it into a memory. I must keep it alive. I have other things to do, and I have to come back to it: go, come, go, come. Each time I come, I must come to it freshly because I don’t know what it means. I can’t remember the previous conclusions which I made about it. So each time, I must pick it up afresh. So to live with this thing, my brain must be tremendously active, not in memory, conclusion and definitions, but to see that what I have seen about it doesn’t become a memory with which I approach it. It is something new; I must pick it up each time anew. Am I doing that? That’s all my concern. And as I do that, there is vitality and energy. I don’t have to cultivate energy – it is there if I do that.