Here in the wide open zen of the Arizona desert
I do nothing.
You'd think that'd be easy.
I reach nothingness in various ways.
Usually by concentrating on my breath.
However, nothing is always fleeting me.
Most times it only lasts a minute. Oops then a thought arrives.
If there is white noise in the background like a fan or water
fountain it lasts longer.
Here is my interpretation of doing nothing:
It is a reconstruction/deconstruction of an oil painting by Massimo Licata.
The "On a chair in a room" is the awareness of my body that never lets me fully escape into nothingness.
Fortunately I do have space between my thoughts....
even if they are brief.
With practice hopefully the spaces will expand.
How are you at doing nothing?