What
is it that is meant as ‘my’? My can mean the possessive thoughts and
accumulations of the brain washed set of agendas known collectively as ego to
which is formed a sense of the known or reality, yet on deep introspection and
non judgemental introspection may be found to be a repetitive set or habitual reactions
which were merely responses to life situations according to ones culture and
social apparatus.
So
in this sense ‘my’ is a set of habitual reactions which appear to be 'me', a
conditioned reflex and could be with training and perseverance become a new set of
patterns and a seemingly new reality and in reality a swapped set of
conditioned reflexes, a new game.
Is
there in a fact a more real, a more substantial me? Perhaps if one was to stand back as it were
and witness oneself witnessing the process of the automatic response and
realising the ‘I’ that I previously thought was ‘me’ ‘my’ is a bunch of thoughts
that familiarity and repetition became so fixed and automatic that I mistook it
as a permanent known assuredly permanent me and now is on shaky ground and who
really am I when I can swap and change my thoughts my exercising control and
visualising and doing affirmations and eventually cleaning out these old me
thoughts and having a new set of me thoughts to set up a new reality only
perhaps with the passage of time finding
the same dilemma.
Even
in the world of science what appears to be real and solid at its foundation in
the quantum realm is merely an appearance of waves and interrelationships.
So the quest the search for the self goes on; the scientist delving deep into matter
to find matter is not solid and making it appear so with experiments only to
find it more baffling, with each new theory more questions than answers ‘Yes
that’s it eureka, hold on I’m not sure’, the theologian, the spiritual seekers,
the self growth followers and philosophers all seeking this real solid ‘me’
‘myself’ not the self of realised conditioning and brain washing.
What
if there isn't a solid so called reality and self, or maybe there is a
consciousness, a mind witnessing itself and realising it comprises of a
creation, dissolution, a coming and going, a birth and death, nothing to grasp
and reality is a fluid non graspable whatever.
Probably
not as the restless mind seeking the origins of itself is not satisfied until
it dawns on itself it is the author and creator of the flotsam and jetsam and
it is a continuous process until one is satisfied by the inner peace that comprehends
intuitively ‘I AM THAT’.
SHACK
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