The ceaseless chatter inside our heads is a desperate attempt to give our lives meaning beside, and in spite of, the relations we are all part of: to convince ourselves that there is an essence to our being and that this essence is formalised and therefore assured by resisting something as demeaning as functionality. This is pure ego: the notion that my being in and for myself must somehow transcend my being for and in others. But I can never escape relationship or relations. Even when peacefully and contentedly alone I am still relating to Earth through gravity, air through breathing, energy through metabolic process, etc. Mindfulness is a method for becoming aware of my reliance upon what is outside me, what is ostensibly other than me, for my continuing existence, and that in effect I am nothing in myself. Without such practice I eventually lose my energy, my warmth, and become the chatter, the repetitive monotony.