There is no "I", there is just a bunch of experiences, thoughts/feelings and sensations
It doesn't seem as there has been, but i still feel as if there is a me.Is it ever any other way, really? Has there ever been an 'I" in reality?
I thought, seeing as the intellect can, say, for example, calculate, then when it calculates 1 + 1 = 2, this is a knowable fact. Or it might process information and come to a conclusion, such as "that bird is black and white in color" and this is a fact also.
The intellect doesn't know anything unless experiencing it directly. But then again, black, white and bird ARE mere labels, the experience is the only truth. The experience of looking at a bird would be "looking, and perhaps hearing and touching. That is all a bird is, teehee, just a pile of experiences. That's all anything is.Ok, so the intellect comes to conclusions but what can it actually KNOW, without observation/experience? Are even the 'black', 'white' and 'bird' anything more than words, labels inserted on top of the actual experience?
Pressure of my butt on my bed.
Breeze from fan on skin.
Pushing of keys on keyboard.
pressure of pillow that hold keyboard on legs.
tightness of solar plexus/chest due to a little anxiety.
taste of garlic in mouth
seeing what is written/graphics on computer, seeing dog and cat on bed, other stuff in my room.
hearing fan going around, wind outside.
warmth from heat on skin.
vibration/tingling in feet.
When i add in "i", "me", "my" etc a sense of me comes back in. When I take me out, there is no sense of "I".Loved your description of being in the room. Nice and immediate! Now try going through that whole list of sensations, and add in words like 'my' and 'I' to each sensation (just the first description has that at present). See how that feels. Then take all the possession and 'I'-ness back out of the descriptions. Any difference in how it feels? Does the 'me'-ness add anything?
I'm agonizing over this one Hahaha - a sense of frustration at trying to describe stuff..........Ok....Again, with your description of conscious awareness (a courageous attempt in words, thanks!), what happens when you try to take all the labels and all the 'me' out of those mental commentaries on the experiences? Just try it. What feelings and sensations are left? (I am expecting quite an odd-sounding description here, as every word we use is some sort of groping label, isn't it!).
seeing, smelling (ocean), joy, anger, eyes watering, concern, love, gratitude, tasting (salty air), pressure (of feet on sand) cold (wind on skin) fear (of people passing by in night). Once again a bunch of experiences.
Its here. I dont exactly know where here is! I try to look but cannot find it. Its definitely not over there.Just one thing on question 3, about the experiences not being remote. When you say:- I would like you to look at that 'inside me' part. Does it feel 'inside' something? Or just 'here' rather than 'over there'? Stay with it for a bit: which feels right? If it feels 'inside' something, what is that something? What is that 'me' that it feels inside? Try to describe.The actual experience is happening inside me, it's not out there at all
I got up and down quite a bit. It seems that my body is on automatic. oh dear, I feel like a robotA) Get up and walk some steps slowly. Notice, who got up and walked the few steps. Is there a controller who controls the getting up and the walking? Or is there just the getting up and the walking? Consider this deeply. Let me know what comes up.
I could find absolutely no self that made a choice. No choosing point. If I try to describe the process of choosing, I would say: " The brain, which seems to have a life of it's own, made my arm reach out and choose something".B) Choose a drink eg tea/coffee/another drink or between a couple of objects eg blue pen/black pen/pencil. Then sit and see if you can find 'the self' who made that choice? If so, where exactly did that choice happen? Can you find a choicepoint (ie the location of choosing)? Try to describe the process of 'choosing'. Let me know what you find.
Thankyou
Lyn

