In the book The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho, which I highly recommend, the protagonist, a young boy, travels to far distant places to discover that the treasure he was seeking was always already within him. It takes him on a long journey to discover that he was never separate from what he was seeking. And where he started reveals itself to be the place that helps him complete this journey.
We are experiencing a dichotomy between the seeker and that which we seek. We believe unless certain things are resolved, issues overcome, certain experiences made, we cannot find rest. We do not even suspect that that which we seek is nearer than the most intimate friend. We do not trust that within us lies the unshakable unobstructed awareness beyond shifting conditions.
We do not trust that we can return home in this moment. The simplicity of this moment in its suchness is available in this instant. It is not complicated. It is beyond beliefs. It has nothing do with what you want to have happen. It is simpler than that.
It is about resting within yourself. It is about the intimacy with the present moment. Intimacy with yourself through immediate directness.
You cannot fabricate this simplicity, it is beyond, and prior to mental images and ideas. You can rest within yourself in this moment.