One Thursday about nine months ago, I was driving my wife and her friend to the JBG class that I had been attending for about six months. My wife wanted to try the class and talked Cheryl, her friend from work, into going, too.
I asked Karen, my wife, why she wanted to attend. I thought it was because Dr. Painter had appeared in her favorite movie, Midnight Cowboy, and that mystique was the draw.
“No,” she said, “it’s because of the change in you.” She turned to Cheryl in the back seat and said, "Fabe's turned into a different person since he's started this class."
"Yeah. You're not as likely to explode when I say something that you don't want to hear. I’m not walking on eggshells like I used to."
When she had said that I had changed, I remembered the words of my SGL, Shi-ge Rick Krausman, saying, “This art will change you.” I had written off that comment as soon as he said it. What? Change? Nah!
“Wow,” I thought. “I’m going to tell everyone about this!” And I did. I bragged, “I’m a better person!” to family and friends alike. I hit quiet sitting with a vengeance; “Watch out Mahatma, I’m coming!” Soon after, I lost the feeling that I had before and my wife started walking on eggshells again.
Ever desireless, one can see the mystery.
Ever desiring, one sees the manifestations.
Desiring, and the ambition that desire brings, prevented the attainment of my desire. This catch-22 was so obvious afterwards that I just had to shake my head at the attempt. So I stopped bragging, and started over with quiet sitting, expecting nothing and putting in my time.
I feel calmer now; things don’t upset me when they don’t go the way I think they should go. I train daily with a happy heart, and try to remind myself to enjoy every minute that I’m alive.
Did quiet sitting do this? I don’t know. It’s irrelevant, really, because I just do the work and calming things happen. I’ve learned not to expect, not to desire, to let what will happen to just happen. Will this work for others? The synapses that fire in my brain are twisted by my background and my personal experiences. What quiet sitting, or whatever, has done for me may not do the same thing for someone else. Rick likes to say, “Your mileage may vary,” and nowhere is this truer than in this art, this journey that we’re all taking.