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The wants - A terrible sin or a sacred birth canal

In a certain sense we can say that any search for truth, for meaning, for manifestation, can be found in the womb of our wants. All that is needed is to take a look inside it without fear of our observing being engulfed in the tide of the wants that washes the shores of our lives.

The heart's wants are indissoluble. Something you cannot melt down and wish away. This is why our wanting is the messenger of the heart which can only be transformed. This transformation is not necessarily positive. Transformation is form changing in any direction. So when the wanting, the messenger of the heart, transforms to something belittled, smothered, something we're indifferent to, ignore, it turns to a void which is usually filled with mindless actions and unnecessary consumption.

Since I was a girl, my mother has always told me "if you have a desire to eat something it means your body is speaking to you. Learn to listen to what it tells you and respect that.” I didn't know back then that she had planted in me the understanding that the body has wisdom, one that can be listened to. There is wisdom to be gained from listening to what 'I want'.

Our demons, our fears, our problems, our challenges, all of them can be found echoing with that which we want. Our demons drink the precious nectar that flows in the veins of our wants. This is why their disguise is very convincing, and their reasons seems so justified.

If we're not in touch with the authentic wants of the heart, when they are brutally cut off while we are but saplings searching for our way to the natural element of the sunlight, we're left with this void and a sense of urgency to make decisions. Then we hurry up to fill the void and make a decision to buy new clothes, for example. We miss the point that what we really wanted is simple joy, a renewal of the self, an experience of beauty.

The wants of the heart are cut brutally when someone prods us to take a decision according to external considerations. A hurried mother needs to leave the house but her little girl wants to wear the green coat, and the blue coat and the red coat. And then comes the sentence “decide now, or I'll make the decision for you".

A father takes his son to the ice-cream shop, and while the boy is enchanted by the abundance of colours and tastes and all the beauty in front of his eyes points the one he wants, the sentence comes: “you’ve got another thing coming”.