J Krishnamurti once described a ritual he followed as an experiment.
Every morning after he’d bathed, he would formally offer a flower to a rock and fold his hands before it for a few moments with eyes closed. If I remember it right, he didn’t say any prayer while doing this. And it wasn’t a special rock, just some random stone he had picked up. Indeed, its ordinariness was the whole point. He wanted to observe the process of ritual in religion. After exactly a month, as he had planned, Krishnamurti suddenly stopped the ritual. What he noticed was
Every morning after he’d bathed, he would formally offer a flower to a rock and fold his hands before it for a few moments with eyes closed. If I remember it right, he didn’t say any prayer while doing this. And it wasn’t a special rock, just some random stone he had picked up. Indeed, its ordinariness was the whole point. He wanted to observe the process of ritual in religion. After exactly a month, as he had planned, Krishnamurti suddenly stopped the ritual. What he noticed was

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