Hello Nona,
What do you mean when you write "whenever there is awareness"? In your direct experience, is there ever not-awareness?
In direct experience there is always awareness. The "not being aware" are mental images (=thoughts) of a presumed past together with a spoken thought "I wasn't aware there".
Excellent. Really good reporting of direct experience.
Tell me, was there an "I", "self" or "me" doing any of the experiencing described above? Or is this actually a description of Life living itself?
Rereading the reporting... Partially feeling what is written in the reporting. The content of the reporting is not real in this moment. Only mental images, spoken thoughts and the body reacting to those. Right now ... thinking "there is no I" ... thoughts stopped ... pressure at the finger tips. Thinking "am I escaping the question?" Tension in the chest, choking, hearing wind chimes. Rereading the question. Thinking "can I answer that question without thinking?"
Teeth clenched, choking, hearing rain outside. Just hearing, then a mental image of the body and a very quiet spoken "I", hardly noticed. Hearing birds outside, series of thoughts, contractions in the belly region, thinking "when does the sensation become an I?"
Staring at the screen, image is flickering. Thoughts spinning in circles. Pressure in the bladder, hearing birds sing. Spoken thought, female voice "is there a hearer? Or only the hearing and the heard?" Pulsating pressure in the upper front part of the head. Thinking "Is there an I?". Thinking "it feels like I'm almost there". Thinking "feels like is not direct experience". Thinking "'I am' isn't either". Smiling slightly. Breathing. Heaviness in chest and shoulders. Right hand lifting, scratching the head and right ear. Staring at screen, hearing loud knocking outside. Hearing voices. Itching at right knee. Thinking "am I escaping the question?" Thinking "I would love to answer 'no, there is no I, self or me' but ..." Thought stopped. Waiting for next thought. Hearing rain and bird singing.
The body just got up and went to the toilet. After that grabbed a pullover and put it on. No I doing that, it just happened, accompanied by thoughts containing "I". Fingers brushing over the keyboard, fingers typing. No I doing that either. Tension in the belly, prickling in the legs, tension in the neck, hearing bird sing. No I needed to "pull in" the sounds from the outside.
"Who..." questions are meaningless. There is no Who, so asking who...? is like dividing by zero. Better ask "What...?", as in "What is typing".
So check it. In your direct experience, what is typing??
What is typing? Thoughts are not typing. Fingers are typing. Sometimes they type what a previous thought said. Thinking "do they sometimes type without a thought or something different from the thought?" Thinking "can one know what types? Can this be experienced?" Watching the pullover rise and fall without a breather. Thinking "this feels like I'm on some kind of a drug". Thinking "this will change so much and there's no turning back".
Watching the pullover rise and fall. Thinking "I'm not writing about everything that is happening. But is it a fair process that decides what is written?" Thought falls away, thinking "passed... past". Feeling mobile phone vibrate, seeing image of girlfriend on screen. Called my girlfriend, talking happened by itself. Thinking "I need to leave in 5 minutes".
So LOOK at Life happening. Is there an observer anywhere to observe it? A controller anywhere to control it? A programmer anywhere to program it?
Or does Life just happen, while you are busy thinking about stuff?
Check it, sweetheart! What do you actually SEE?? It's right there in front of you.
No observer seen yet. No controller seen yet. No programmer seen yet. Only thoughts about an observer, controller and programmer. Thinking "then what is keeping me from actually seeing there is no I?". Thinking "damned recursion". Mental image of a dog chasing its tail. Images of program code, "1/0"
Hand took mobile phone, looked up when my girlfriend called.
I have to leave but I'll keep looking!
Martin