Wanting to want nothing
The desire to want nothing wears the same shoes as the desire that started it.
The desire to want nothing wears the same shoes as the desire that started it.
A wanting arises. That part is just weather, moving through.
The second movement is the one to watch. It takes the wanting personally. Claims it. Says this must be fixed, and fixed by me. That is where the self gets rebuilt, quietly, in the small gap between the wanting and the one who now has it.
See this clearly and the mind does something almost funny. It starts wanting to stop wanting. The content changed. The machinery did not. There is still a someone, still a problem, still a distance from here to there.
You sit down to meditate so the restlessness will end. You read another book so the seeking will finish. You try to let go so you can finally arrive. Same engine. New paint.
Wanting arises. The wanting to be done with wanting arises. The noticing of that arises too.
None of it needs a manager.
The moment noticing becomes another thing you are getting good at, the machinery has already rebuilt itself.
So nothing to land on. Not even this.