Nothing is Therapeutic

Have you ever found a secluded spot, perhaps some deep forest with nothing but rolling hills and evergreens for miles in every direction, and shouted your problems to the emptiness? Did you feel some great weight gradually lift from your mind as you shouted? Why is that? Because nothing is therapeutic.

Have you ever caught yourself staring off into space, your eyes unblinking and your mind completely blank? How many minutes ticked by while you were in this “stupor”? Did you feel more alive and renewed with vigor after this experience? Because nothing is therapeutic.

Have you ever left a room and sought a place of solitude because you couldn’t stand the noise anymore? Did the silence bring satisfaction and comfort, encouraging your soul to try again? Why is that? Because nothing is therapeutic.


In the emptiness of nature lies our nearest and dearest friend: the nothing. A hidden entity who watches over the nobody and lives in the nowhere. When we earnestly seek the wisdom and help of nothing, with lovely silence it will heal us. But beware–the therapy of nothing is a potent brew. Partake too deeply and you may find yourself doomed to drink a nobody headed nowhere.