You you When I look inside and see that I'm nothing that's wisdom When I look outside and see that I'm everything that's love and between these two my life turns What was it that the Buddha discovered at the night of his awakening?
Nothing else than his own true nature The greatest discovery in life is to discover that our essential nature does not share the limits nor the destiny of the body and mind So ask yourself,
Who am I?
Over and over Go deeper and deeper into your experience Aim straight for the core The question who am I?
Is not really meant to get an answer The question who am I?
Is meant to dissolve the questionnaire Who am I?
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If we try to answer this question with our thoughts,
We'll be trapped in a labyrinth without a way out Instead,
By being the knowing,
We may realize that it is really what we refer to when we say I By returning to it again and again,
Its significance and the beauty of its inherent love comes clearer Breathing in,
Aware of knowing the breath entering Breathing out,
Aware of knowing the breath returning Feeling the whole body breathing Aware of knowing the body breathing Thinking butthole Aware of knowing the thought Feeling a vibrant calm Aware of knowing the vibrant calm Noticing that identification with thought occurred Returning to awareness of knowing the thought Investigating like this,
At first we become aware of their apparent distinction between subject and objects That is,
Between that which knows and the objects known We come to see the body as just a body,
Following its nature We come to see thoughts as just thoughts,
Feelings as just feelings,
And memories as just memories All following their own conditioned nature We see them all as objects on the screen of consciousness And we might realize that although the objects are in constant flux,
Awareness is there all the time Or to even dispense with the concept of time,
Which is also an abstract thought,
Awareness just is See for yourself Just rest in awareness,
Noticing how all the objects of awareness come and go Following their own nature While awareness just knows,
Almost like space,
Just being When we look for a safe refuge in the world,
In possessions,
Or in careers,
Or in relationships We look for safety in that which is always in a state of change and decay No true refuge can be found in that which is impermanent Realizing the nature of awareness,
We do find a real refuge The refuge is the path to peace The world is known by the senses,
The senses are known by the mind The mind is known by consciousness,
And consciousness is known by itself When we search deep inside consciousness,
Consciousness searches deep inside us Who am I?
I am I I am I I am I I am I I am I I am I I am I I am I I am I I am I I am I I am I My whole life I had been looking for the truth outside of myself My scientific materialistic worldview locked me into seeing like this For me,
Challenging that core assumption,
And eventually dissolving that ontological filter through which I experienced all Turn out to be the catalyst for the opening of my heart The tenacious view that consciousness is produced by the brain and looks out at a world outside of itself kept me running in circles for years I took it so for granted that even when I thought that kind of view was wrong,
I was still unknowingly operating from within it We stand in our own shadow and wonder why it is dark Early in my life I tried hard to be someone admirable,
Someone smart,
Someone attractive I thought me becoming something like that would make me other than what I was In ignorance I am something Then,
Discovering Buddhism and meditation,
I questioned the layers of me My outer identity,
My body,
My thoughts and views,
My experiences And I got some insights that made it clear that there can't be any substance in any of that That all those things are conditioned phenomena In ignorance I am something In understanding I am nothing I practiced hard until I was fed up,
And then I gave it up for a long time When the mind had matured,
When it allowed all to be just the way it is,
I could be that beyond distinctions,
That beyond words That impersonal shared by all In ignorance I am something In understanding I am nothing In love I am everything In ignorance I am something In ignorance I am something In love I am everything In ignorance I am everything In ignorance I am everything In ignorance I am everything In ignorance I am everything Who am I?
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Who are this universe experiencing itself,
Very briefly as a human?
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