When you say peace is your goal, or happiness, or truth, or love, or enlightenment, what do you really mean? Do you mean you believe that there is some kind of special magic that will miraculously become available to you in the future that isn’t available to you here and now? Is it a destination you feel you must reach, the distance of which seems to vary from day to day? Is it something that must be achieved or earned, and only through prolonged arduous labor? Are you afraid that if it comes effortlessly, it won’t be lasting or real? Are you convinced that you are too busy, or that something or someone is always in your way? — you, with the sweet luxury of this moment, and buttons to push, and a mind capable of marveling at the stars?