Tag: self

  • The Collective Consciousness

    The Collective Consciousness

    This is no more a thought experiment in my mind. It’s an absolute truth I believe in. The essence of self in all of us is not a figment that happened to take on your body or mind. It’s a continuum of something, something divine so above and beyond energy and mass. The limitations of the english language or any language for that matter oblige me to use the word CONSCIOUSNESS. Not because it sounds grand but because I am evidently aware of its existence.

    This thing that I am in the blood, flesh and bones elevated by my thoughts, memories and emotions brought to life by my soul is comparable to a small cell, the unit of biological life. So we in all our glory make up tiny blocks of the collective consciousness. Many spiritual teachings refer to this as the BRAHMA. It translates to vastness.

    This is not an act to buy you as fresh perspective or to tickle your fancy. I want to surrender to this vast existence, I want to lose my sense of being a separate entity rather fall into the infinity. I think we belong to the infinity so parts of it doesn’t make sense. If not believe at least investigate this idea. Let it become your thought experiment at the least.

  • The unrecognised self

    The unrecognised self

    The Kena Upanishad starts with an unknown student asking his teacher how it is that he can experience all of life. What part of you truly experiences it. Let me break it down, for instance the experience of sound, fragrance, touch, remembrance of memories, thoughts of anxiety or fear, emotions like sadness or pride . Is it the ear, nose, your skin or is it your brain with its defined sensory or motor areas. Do you think just a few chemicals at synapses and a low voltage current that passes through the bajillion nerves in the brain is completely enough to explain how we feel so distinctly, so vividly. It doesn’t add up ( at least to me). There is something more and personally I feel it’s there somewhere very deep that I need to look hard. But I’m ridiculously sure it’s there.

    There is me, a ME inside me that experiences it all. I want to emphasize EXPERIENCE here. Imagine the thoughts u feel are not coming from you but they are floating around there somewhere and you experience it like as if you felt a touch. Equal, similar chemicals similar current, just the location of the nerves changes.

    I want to make a distinction and maybe call it the mind and you. Your mind is also a tool which makes you experience life. Its just that its not physical and it’s too internal which made it difficult for us to make the contrast.

    So thats me, my self , or soul if you will. The words here are to just to send the message. Call it what you may but recognize that self who truly experiences life. That’s only the start.