Yes, who or what is looking at the thoughts ?So, I lay down and started looking at the thoughts that were showing up and what came up was that the experience of "me" is entirely constructed from thoughts. No thoughts, no me.
Yes, great that it is seen.When I saw the other day that I had no control over the thoughts I realized that the "me" that was constructed by thoughts was something I had no role in constructing, because I had no control over the thoughts that created the "me".
Yes, “me” is a thought construct. Is it known in direct experience ? (seen, heard, smelt, tasted or felt)So, at this point, I am still believing in a "me", but seeing that its only made up of thoughts. It feels like that's as far as I can go right now.
Thoughts are here but their content is not real. There is no you which may fall off a cliff. How can a thought fall off a cliff ?It feels like I may fall off a cliff if I acknowledge that thoughts are not real, therefore I am not real. I know this is not exactly responding to the above statements, but that is where I am right now.
Do it don’t think about it.Also, I'm not sure about the assumption that if I see that there is no self, that there is no separation. I can't quite make that leap at this moment from no self to no separation.
I have not said that life is taking care of “I”. I said that life is taking care of itself. There is a body and life is taking care of this body. There is knowing of the body and all appearances. There is knowing of thoughts. There is no need for an I, for a you, do you see that ?I keep telling myself that nothing has really changed, that this has always been the situation, I'm just seeing it for what it is, that "I" have been taken care of by life. It feels like I need to take this a little slowly, if that is ok.
You are doing a good job here. You have seen that a « me » is a communication tool, a concept, OK ? Then, for whom “just another thought came tonight” ? Is there someone there? Or is there just knowing of a thought arising from nowhere?Just another thought that came to me tonight. That the thought of a self is a useful tool for communicating and getting along with other people, but its just that - a tool. But somehow almost everyone believes it is who they are and get completely caught up in the story of a self. Its like an actor believing he's the character he is playing. That's a comforting thought at this point. Please let me know your thoughts.
Best for you
Warissem

