Hi Luisa, will do...
1) Is there a separate entity 'self', 'me' 'I', at all, anywhere, in any way, shape or form? Was there ever?
In looking for an entity 'self/me/I' just now, there isn't anyone behind the looking, there isn't anyone owning the looking, there isn't anyone driving the looking - and the looking didn't find a self... there is breathing and heart beating and sensations of warmth in the body and nobody managing any of it. Was there ever? No, if it can't be found now, there can't ever have been one because it hasn't just died.
2) Explain in detail what the illusion of separate self is, when it starts and how it works from your own experience. Describe it fully as you see it now.
I'm not sure when it started for me...my earliest memories are of being in a playpen on the lawn while my mother was hanging clothes on the clothes line - I must have been between 2 and 3 years old. I do remember feeling separate from her as she was 'over there' and I was here playing on a rug - I don't remember internal narration about that though... but I did of course respond to my name being mentioned, that was different from my brothers... That would have begun very early and by the time I was four I have some memories of kindergarten where there were others who would or wouldn't play with me and trying to figure out how to get other children to play with me... I was also the only girl in the family so I had my own bedroom so these all contributed to feeling a separate self... at school at five... there was a me trying to fit in, sit on the mat right like the others and like the teacher asked me to. With Catechism starting that year, I began to learn that I needed to be a good girl if I wanted God to look favourably on me and to get the big prize of heaven later... so an entity of a 'me' Sophia was certainly establishing itself well and truly as it was for all others around me. This sense of a separate self continued to solidify, because there was nothing and no one in my life questioning it - it was how this 'system' of being a girl growing up was... no need to go into all the pressures on each girl growing up in the 50's and 60's but it was essentially to marry, have children and to replicate it all for others... At 23 I came across Buddhism and learnt a form of meditation - but with little other teaching or support - but the idea of meditation as to relieve my own suffering (and in times that of others) so I was feeling sufficiently restless within by then to look for some relief from this sense of Sophia, who had responsibilities, pressures, expectations, inadequacies etc... so this illusion of a separate self is well advanced and feels as real as anything... in fact more real as it is so personal, so unique...
As I write this now, as I see it now, it feels so poignant to express the tyranny of it, the power of it, the colonisation of this sense of self for 'me' and all others...
3) How does it feel to see this? What is the difference from before you started this dialogue? Please report from the past few days.
It feels a relief, like a weight has been lifted... right now there is sadness too that such a weight has been carried for so long - that others carry it too... In the past few days with this LU process having some turns there have been opportunities to see the 'commentator' arise and fall away, what is has to say doesn't stick, there's nothing to stick to... even though there seems to have been some confusion - it has felt as if that has been lying on the softest bed of the freshest linen... right now there is softness, openness, gentleness...
4) What was the last bit that pushed you over, made you look?
Right now its hard to remember... (I haven't reread this thread and it feels days/weeks ago - it might not be) - nothing is coming to mind, I don't want or need to make anything up...
5) Describe decision, intention, free will, choice and control. What makes things happen? How does it work? What are you responsible for? Give examples from experience.
Now that I read this question I think it relates to a thought/sense that came with the above question. It doesn't feel that any volition of 'mine' pushed me over, made me look. It doesn't feel that I had any choice or control or free will in it... it was going to happen anyway or not... That I can't take responsibility for any of it... what does feel truer to say is that there is the capacity to respond and there is no ownership of the response... For example - I woke at 2.30am, but its not as if 'I' did the waking up... sleep finished as I needed to go to the toilet... the thought arose that while I was up I could respond to these questions - so I did/am and it is now 3.15am... Am I responsible for that thought/idea? no... I responded to the idea when it presented itself but I wasn't responsible for the idea in the first place, or responsible for responding... but language lets itself down here...
6) Anything to add?
Not right now Luisa... for whatever reason, thank you for the opportunity for responding to these questions twice...
May you be well, Sophia...