Who are you? Who are you really? Are you your history, your experiences, your conditioning, your memories...your story? Or are you timeless consciousness, the emptiness in which all the content of your life plays out? Do you know who you are behind that which is temporary and fleeting? Everything of this earth, of this realm, is by its very nature temporary including the memories and experiences which you use to construct your sense of “self”. This sense of your “self” is false to the degree that it is constructed from the content of your life. You are no more your memories and beliefs than you are your car or the color of your bathroom walls. These things are not “you”. These things are what you are containing…you are not the stuff of life; you are the unlimited consciousness which holds all this stuff and gives rise to it. In essence, you are a void, the nothing which make the something stand out. Don’t take my word for it…don’t believe a thing I say here. You either know this to be true or you don’t, either way it’s all good.
Posted by thatmark at February 7, 2004 9:06 AM