We were born wanting, but not knowing what to want, and rarely wanting what we should want, but always, always, having to have whatever we want, everything we want, NOW! Particularly our way. We always, always, want our way NOW! What does wanting know? It doesn't know how to stop wanting? It just knows wanting. Incessant, insatiable, unrelenting, non-stop never-ending, wanting. For what? For why? For getting, having, owning, wanting more. For all of our wanting, we never seem to get tired of wanting more, or wanting to be rid of wanting. Who ever wants to be empty of wanting? To be free of wanting? To want to not want? No more wanting? What would we do with our time? What would we do with ourselves? What would we do? Is "I want" all there is to us? "Is this all there is?" (Peggy Lee)
How quiet can you be? How still? How consciously empty of desire, fear, duty, anger, hatred, malice, jealousy, envy, guilt, shame? For how long? How often?
We have to create a crack for the light to shine through. By emptying ourselves of noise and complexity, and sitting in stillness and silence, waiting for the mud to settle, and the water to clear. Regularly, routinely, dependably, deliberately, over time. It is to be our practice. Being consciously empty, still and quiet.