Full moon night... beautiful, quiet, clear….

At 4 a.m. consciousness saw the physical body-appearance standing at a distance from a seemingly location point, from where seeing appeared to happen...
Looking at this body formerly know as “Roswitha's body” was happening... and then some other "form ...

Dear El,
Yes and No, the grapefruit was never hanging on the tree ☺ in the first place.
No hanging - no falling ☺
Like in the Zen Koan “No Water – no Moon”, when the full moon was reflected in the bucket of water carried by a monk, suddenly the handle broke and then there was “No water – no moon ...

1. What is illusion of self and how it is created? How it operates in life?

Illusion of self is the sense of being separate in order to experience. Without the illusion there is no experiencer, no experience - no-thing is happening...
Illusion of self is created by resisting the stream of life ...

No. All that is perceived is endless space...

It is so funny, when I read these kind of conversations the mind couldn't understand and was trying to figure it out... it could not stand under it to grasp it...

Now there is knowing in the space called awareness... this night presence was one with ...

Does the awareness need “I”, does the life need “I” to be?
Is the self real?

No, awareness just is :-)))

The “I” is always there ready to claim this life as its possession.
But where? How can something that doesn't exist claim anything?
Let's look deeper in this.

It can't. I see that.

There is the “I” which is identified with this “my” life, this “my” body, “my” mind and this “my” story as it ...

Dear El,

Ok, looking without assumptions…

That’s so funny. When I started to write the first sentence I wrote by mistake “Ok, looking with assumptions”… I missed the word “ out ” in "without" ….

Looking into it the “I” cannot be found really. Who is looking for the “I”? The “I” is always there ...

Dear Eloratea,
I had to smile about your reply. Poetic, well that was the best way to start for me.
Here is some left-brain response and what brought me here:

My name is many names. There have been times in my life where I had 5 names at the same time using each one in different social contexts ...

I am feeling like a ripe yellow sweet tasting grapefruit still hanging on the tree – ready to let go any moment and being eaten by the Gods. Ready to fall off the branch. Any freshening wind welcome...