What do we really want? What's would really satisfy our heart's desires?

Why do we seem to not know what we actually want out of Life??

Why do we seem to always be reaching for something that we never really get like a dog chasing it's own tail?

At birth we're born supple and tender in body, and on a clean slate of mind with no ideas about what we ought to be or achieve. As we grow up we're taught by our parents, family, peers, teachers and society a version of success and an ideal type of life that we ought to pursue and live. “Go to school, get a job, build a mansion, buy that car, get married, save for retirement and accumulate material wealth then in old age retire,” they say. All this time we're always on the run reaching for something that we've been told will and ought to satisfy us at the end of the line.

All this version of success is someone else's version of success which begs the question, what do we really want ourselves? What is our version and idea of a good life? What is that one thing that we would really enjoy doing if money and our survival wasn't in the picture? At first, we may say we don't really have an idea but after thinking it over we might say we want to accumulate wealth, eat nice food, have alot of power and fame, have lots of sex and other pleasure and so on. But again, after we've had all of this we still would feel we want something else, maybe more and more of it without ever getting satisfied.

How much is enough? One cannot sleep in three beds simultaneously, we cannot drive in four cars all at once, we cannot have three different meals all at once nor can we have penetrative sex with three different men or women all at once. We don't seem to really get enough of anything, or what is that one thing that we would say if we got then we would now completely be satisfied and contented without the urge to continue seeking more and more. What if we were the only human being on the planet and everything was ours by default, what then would we seek?

Why do we seem to not know what we actually want out of life?? Maybe we've always had what we wanted all along from the word go but we've convinced ourselves that what we want is somewhere else in some distance future. When the reggae legend Bob Nesta Marley was asked by a journalist if he considered himself a rich man, that is if he had alot of material possessions he replied by saying, “Does material possessions make you rich? I don't have that kind of richness, my richness is life, forever.”

We don't know ourselves and that's why we really don't know what we want, we think of ourselves as the separate “me” in a bag of skin while in reality what we are is all of existence observing itself through us; we're it and it is us.

We've convinced ourselves that having this and that will satisfy us but it clearly doesn't; what our soul wants is everything, our soul wants the infinite; it wants to expand out to the sun, to the moon and to all the galaxies out in space but we just want to limit ourselves to material possessions and pleasures. It wants to become limitless but we’ve caged and imprisoned our soul by getting in our own way afraid of letting go of ourselves and becoming the limitless being we naturally are.

Nature provides everything for us free of charge but it's us human beings who have complicated and exaggerated the access of these gifts from the gods and created an artificial barrier to man's free access to the natural gifts of life. Look at the birds of the air, for they neither sow nor reap nor gather into their barns; yet your heavenly father feed them. Are you not of more value than they?

Our gift of being conscious, being aware of being aware and knowing that we know also became our curse, robbing us of our ability to flow with our animal instincts and letting go of ourselves; we're always anxious and worrying about this and that; always suffering our past and a future that is only an imagination of a reality to come in our minds and not reality. Our ability to visualise makes us suffer our future diseases, hunger, old age, calamities and death even before they actually happen in reality; we suffer more from our own imagination than even our actual reality.

We don't see because we have opinions about what we see~ Jidu Krishnamurti. A well-lived life is a life lived with a silent mind, a mind that doesn't constantly wander, a mind devoid of ceaseless chatter which is a peaceful mind, a priceless mind.

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