Alan Watts said, “Trying to define yourself is like trying to bite your own teeth.”
In this moment I am going to ask you to consider defining something quite similar, to your own teeth, what is your definition of within? Even if you have never experienced sitting in the silence listening to your own monkey mind chatter away until he tires of being ignored, imagine what it is like to effortlessly go into the deepest part of yourself—as if you are an explorer descending into the crags and crevices of some damp cave—and listen to what you hear.
Here in the silence, you are a monk in training, learning how to sit, how to drop away the artifice of outside distractions. At first, you drop into racing mind telling tall and wild tales about no time to do this, about to do lists, about how silly it is to sit like this expecting something different yet not knowing or even believing that going within will do you any good.
And yet you persist. After time and the letting go of all time, there comes a moment of within that is unlike anything you have ever experienced before. Your senses come alive as if you can not only hear but taste, smell and feel this golden silence.
Realizing that whatever is happening cannot be happening, you come back to striving to still yourself. The temptress of the outer world whispers and you go about answering her siren call. Still something inside of you has been triggered. Perhaps it is the deepest yearning for truth, your own and others.
Soon, coming back to silence takes on new meaning and you begin to long to for these sacred seconds, where you can drop both yourself and the outer realm. Before long, you have forgotten what is was like to be without the within.
And now I ask you to define within?