Addicted to Silence
Most people are addicted to thinking – letting a voice incessantly rambling on and on inside their minds.
But some people are addicted to silence – they “incessantly” don’t think about anything whatsoever. (The space between thoughts has expanded to such a degree that their minds are usually absolutely silent.)
In some ways being addicted to silence is even worse than being addicted to thinking.
Well, worse if silence is confused with emptiness (śūnyatā: all phenomena are dependent and conditioned on other phenomena and therefore are without essence).
Worse if silence is equated with nothing, is mistaken for Enlightenment – because if that’s the case you may start giving people some pretty terrible advice.
And worse still because, let’s face it, silence of the mind gets a bit boring after awhile.
If you’ve reached a state of silence of the mind and feel slightly let down, wondering, “Is that all? Is this it?” – don’t worry, that is not all, this is not it.
There is still more to come . . .
So you have silence of the mind – now what?
Sit with it. Notice that silence is something. I like to notice that silence is a type of sound – that it is a type of auditory experience. Notice that you are not this experience.
Just wait . . . while sitting in silence with the realization that you are not silence – something rather remarkable is bound to happen . . .