Just Shut Up

Just Shut Up

An open letter to my own mind.

Dear Me,

Why all the chatter?

Just shut up.

You fill all the spaces where the breeze of simple contentment could flow with your gibbering static.

Just shut up.

I’m talking to you, Me. Just shut up.


Your mind’s insistence to discuss everything you see, feel, smell and hear,

Your squawk box of priorities,

Your opinions,

Your notions and endlessly mutating theories,

The familiar list of regrets you like to shuffle through,

Your plan to do this or that or the other thing,

The utterly random grooves you carve,

Your ad nauseam musings,

Your zombie mantras of

“What should I?”

“Why didn’t I?”

“When will I?”

“Did I?”

Just shut up.

All that thinking.

And all that thinking about thinking.

Just shut up.

Your brain is a minefield.

With tripwires of self-reflection.

With buried but ticking mortars of decisions made/unmade/regretted.

Let it go fallow once and a while.

Just shut up.

When you do,

When your mind’s mouth stops it’s yapping,

When the gibbering monologist with the microphone in your head runs dry,

When the talkie of you walkie takes a breather,

That’s when you can hear it…

The giddy swirl.

The custom embrace of the world, snug and right around you.

That wordless knowing that you are exactly where you are.


And then the newscast starts again.

The diuretic commentary resumes.

And the happiness dives under,

Waiting for the next stillness to show its bright flipper in the sunlight.

Reprinted by permission from Ron Campbell’s Blog, In Search of the Mask of Satori.

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