On the Kern River, LAKE ISABELLA, CA—I’m really loving this lifestyle. I’ve been in this area about a week, camped at various spots along the river or in town or by the lake. I just camp wherever I feel like being at the moment.
Of all the rigs I’ve owned, the van is by far the best.
Why? Because it satisfies my love of freedom. The van offers me the ability to go where I want, when I want—without any planning or forethought. Freedom.
In a similar sense, the spiritual seeker values freedom: Freedom from mental suffering, from stress, from anxiety, from doubts, from self-consciousness. Freedom from a noisy mind.
To really live comfortably in a van though, there is a key quality that most van dwellers don’t seem to posses.
You could say this same quality is required to live comfortably with your inner self also.
Oddly (or indicatively), there doesn’t seem to be an English word for it. Spartan is close, but is too harsh—too severe. In Japanese it is called MA which could be translated as the essence of emptiness. In the West, we might call it a lack of clutter.
About a month ago, Bob Wells looked inside my van and the first words out of his mouth were, “Geez, you don’t have much stuff.”
And it’s true. I don’t have much stuff. I don’t have much stuff at all.
Glenn Morrissette, when he first sat in my easy chair commented, “Man, compared to my rig, your van is absolutely cavernous.”
Not having much stuff—and thus having as much MA as possible in the tiny space of a van—was a very conscious decision.
I don’t have much stuff in my van, and I don’t have much stuff in my head.
Not having much stuff is key to living happily in a tiny space.
Not having much mental stuff (and the sense of self is a huge space hog) is key to inner peace.
Having what you need, and getting rid of what you don’t, is often the key to personal harmony—whether it is making a very small space more comfortable, or making the inner workings of your mind more serene.
Simply put, stuff weighs you down. Whether that stuff is an extra set of utensils you don’t need—or your sense of a personal self (which you certainly don’t need either).
The essence of emptiness: Can you feel it? Can you feel its vastness, its aliveness, its potential?
All that junk you cling to. Is it worth it? Is your stuff worth losing the beauty and serenity of an uncluttered life?
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