The first time I ever stood on the beach, looking at the waves in the incredible ocean, it changed me forever. Of course it could've been the first time I stood in front of a mountain. It made me think about how small I was in the grand scheme of things. It was not about me.
How silly that this point escapes me most of the time. All this I do, these things are the same as the scurrying of ants. Another being in the universe acting out its part in this grand play. There's a boost to ego, if there ever was one.
So here's the million dollar question. Who am I? Am I this body? A human, brown in colour, named thus, and educated at this institution? Or am I something else, that merely looks at the world through the eyes in this body, something that, when withdrawn to the depths of silence, manifests itself as "Bodham", consciousness. "I know I am". Think of a person (I wrote man, and not person, then changed it cuz I don't want to be a sexist person, then blamed a conversation about gender equality I was in earlier today for the delay in getting my point across) in a dark room (Yay! I still remember what I was about to say)... So, this person in a dark room doesn't have a clue what else is there. But he knows that he is there. Now think of yourself in deep sleep, and at that time, without any sense of the body, you know that you exist. You ARE.
Alan Watts said that we are the universe experiencing itself. Maybe this is that. This consciousness must be what I am.
How silly that this point escapes me most of the time. All this I do, these things are the same as the scurrying of ants. Another being in the universe acting out its part in this grand play. There's a boost to ego, if there ever was one.
So here's the million dollar question. Who am I? Am I this body? A human, brown in colour, named thus, and educated at this institution? Or am I something else, that merely looks at the world through the eyes in this body, something that, when withdrawn to the depths of silence, manifests itself as "Bodham", consciousness. "I know I am". Think of a person (I wrote man, and not person, then changed it cuz I don't want to be a sexist person, then blamed a conversation about gender equality I was in earlier today for the delay in getting my point across) in a dark room (Yay! I still remember what I was about to say)... So, this person in a dark room doesn't have a clue what else is there. But he knows that he is there. Now think of yourself in deep sleep, and at that time, without any sense of the body, you know that you exist. You ARE.
Alan Watts said that we are the universe experiencing itself. Maybe this is that. This consciousness must be what I am.
