Why Am I Still Talking?

Sometimes I face this blog with many topics to talk about, and other times…not so much. lol.

I subscribe to the belief that there are too many words out there; that everyone is talking, but not enough people are listening.  I believe there are too many books and that the books out there have too many pages.

I really enjoyed Eckhart Tolle’s book “The Power of Now.”  But he could have said what he had to say in 1/4 as many chapters.  I think his publishers told him, “What? only 85 pages?  Make it at least 250 pages or people don’t feel it’s worth the cost.”  Lol. I don’t know if they said this but they would probably be right.  We value things often by size and cost.

Personally, I have come to value succinctness.  Although I have a pattern of over-talking, I relish those moments when either myself or someone else lands a perfect one sentence truth, something powerful and concise. I often comment afterwards, “Oooo, that was good!”

So here I am committed to writing every two weeks (or so) and throwing more words out into the world.  Sigh.  We are all such obstructionists!

About six months ago, I was visiting the volcano area here on the big island of Hawaii.  It has very powerful energy.  The first evening I was swept up in it’s chaotic energy and lying in my bed I started to mentally unravel, kind of a brief existential crisis of sorts.  My mind was void and all of life was reduced to three questions rolling around inside of me…

• Who am I?

• What am I?

• Why am I talking?

The last one broke the spell. I started laughing out loud.

Why the hell am I still talking?