Hi J.P.,
I will start by answering this first exercise:
Decisions, Choices & Control Exercises Palm Flipping Exercise
1. Hold a hand in front of you; palm turned down.
2. Now turn the palm up. And down...and up and so on.
Watch like a hawk.
How is the movement controlled?
Movement seems to be controlled by a flow of life that my mind is very quick to label and claim a sense of doer-ship over. It appears that movement is not controlled at all...by anything. It's just happening right in front of my face and looking for a controller seems to have really thrown a wrench in my mind.
Does a thought control it?
No. Thoughts enter the picture afterwards. There was reading of the instructions, and there was movement of my hand afterwards, but thoughts never
caused the movement. It seems that they merely narrate the actions a nano second after they occur.
Can a ‘controller’ of any description be located?
No. And this is a strange realization, because thoughts are trying to understand this, and thoughts are never satisfied with not being able to know or understand. My thoughts feel like they're trying to get to the bottom of the conundrum of what's making my hand move, and the pattern is that my mind seeks distraction to avoid the discomfort of not conceptually understanding. But every time I return to the question there is nothing to be found.
How is the decision made to turn the hand over?
I really don't know. I just don't get it. The hand just turns over. It feels like there's some sort of generalized volition of personal will that make that happen, but when I look, I can't find it. The hand just moves.
Who or what chose which hand - the left or right hand for the exercise?
I have no friggin clue. The right hand was chosen with no consideration...it just rose on its own.
Can you find a separate individual or anything that is choosing when to turn the palm up or down?
I can't find anything. Just more thoughts. More thoughts trying to understand. Other thoughts distracting away from the moment. And they can be there. There seems to be more perspective over the thoughts.
Thank you for your patience with my delayed response here, J.P.
My dad's condition has worsened over the past week and that has taken up most of my attention. We were told today that it's terminal, and there may not be that much time. So I have been sitting with him, holding his hand, telling him everything I've needed to tell him. And there are these moments of profound peace, and pure presence, and poised stillness. It has been difficult, yet it has also been beautiful.
I will continue answering the remaining questions in my next response.