Journal, Day Five

Reader Rowan Steigs, sounding slightly tetchy as though he himself may be short of a little quiet time, asks what I want the emptiness for. (See his comment.) This is a very good question.

Just to have, that’s what I want it for. Just to jump in, the way Scrooge McDuck jumped—dove—into his money pile. It’s a condition of wealth. It just has to be there and I have to visit it regularly.

Now, as a wealthy person, I can do the laundry or anything, in my wealth. I don’t know, is that a Buddhist thing to say? It does sound a little like chop wood/carry water, but I have arrived at it purely by predisposition. The one thing I do know is it’s important not to think that emptiness converts to anything. It’s just that nothing’s any good without it.

Imagine an anti-kryptonite that Superman had to go back to for his powers. I feel like that about emptiness; and I’ve already said more than I should.

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