Happy new year, but what a great “old” one too!! I want to express my sincere thanks to everyone that follows this blog. Your support through, likes, comments, follows, views, really helps me feel good about what I am writing. I know that I probably clash or challenge some of your beliefs at times, but the interactions here have really helped me to grow and develop myself and my path. Just looking at the graph of views and visitors this past year really speaks to me. I have had a steady stream of views and visitors since I started posting regularly and interacting more.
When thoughts arise, there is something to observe them.
The realm of consciousness is much vaster than thought can grasp. When you no longer believe everything you think, you step out of thought and see clearly that the thinker is not who you are.
If I am the observer of thought, then what is the thinker? What is this force creating the thoughts that I am observing? Is this from a mind-body physicality? The interface into reality. Think about this. A system receives input from an outside source through a defined interface. The TV receives input from a cable to display a picture. The mind-body acts as an input source to the observer. The senses pick up energies from particles in the surrounding area. The mind interprets the sensory input and makes decisions and judgments. It recalls past events or similar patterns that it has seen. The soul observes that whole process, but can also become attached to it.
If there were nothing but thought in you, you wouldn’t even know you are thinking. You would be like a dreamer who doesn’t know he is dreaming. When you know you are dreaming, you are awake within the dream.
– Eckhart Tolle
If we are in a dream, then it is a self-recursive one. The dreamer is creating the dream and the dream is creating the dreamer. I imagine that awareness sits in the middle of that cycle, not showing favor to either the dreamer or the dream. Not caring if it is observing the creator or the created. Or maybe not seeing any difference.
So, again, there are all the major problems of life, and they are complex – one must come to them very simply, not demanding a thing. Then one discovers for oneself a state of mind that is not touched by thought, a totally different dimension that man is always seeking. It is only when one stops seeking, and faces the fact of what actually is and goes beyond, that one will discover it for oneself.
- “The ego could be defined simply in this way: a dysfunctional relationship with the present moment.” – Eckhart Tolle (letyourselflearn.wordpress.com)
- Who are you, really? (letyourselflearn.wordpress.com)
- How do we break the habit of excessive thinking : Eckhart Tolle (neverlamentcasually.wordpress.com)
- Forget about your life situation (aysejuaneda.wordpress.com)
- The Truth About Lucid Dreaming (plushbeds.com)
- Books by Eckhart Tolle: The Power of Now and A New Earth (shree1234.wordpress.com)
- ECKHART TOLLE on FORGIVENESS (coalitionofpositiveenergy.com)
- Freedom: You Are Not Your Thoughts or Emotions. (jennylvoe.com)
- Cold Baths and Life (philosophomind.wordpress.com)
- Full Consciousness, Unconscious Mind, Subconscious Brain, Dreaming… (adonis49.wordpress.com)
I realized tonight that 10 years ago I almost had an experience like Tolle’s.
First a little background…
Growing up I had lucid dreams and semi-lucid ones at the end where I feel myself pulling through layers to return from the dream world to the waking world. I have also been heavily interested in religion and in particular Revelations and what happens after we die. At that time I had purchased “Wherever you go, there you are” by Jon Kabat-Zinn, and I was familiar with meditation and the lying down meditation in particular since that is the easiest for a beginner.
… So I was lying on my couch not really sleeping, but drifting some. I felt a roller coaster rush and I was being pulled through a tunnel. Those that have drunk before know how the darkness spinning can feel if you have had quite a few. I was not drunk at the time, but it had a similar feel to that. However, instead of darkness there were colors.
Quite honestly it scared me. It felt like death, and I was not ready to die. I was not ready for the experience that Tolle was able to accept. I didn’t understand what was dying.
I do now. I recognize that as the ego. And in some ways I kick myself for not recognizing it then. For not being able to accept it, but if it wasn’t for that experience and all those in between and before, I would not be writing this now. I needed to swim in the sea of ego and ride the waves.
I am ready to swim to shore.