I don't know if I am being born or if I am dying. What does that even mean? I know one thing - I am present. I am super-clear about that. Everything else? God knows - I don't. It all becomes conceptual at that point. What does 'know' mean? Surely it can only mean knowing this sense of being present and aware. Consciousness itself. As for fear? I've crashed too many cars and been mid-air as it rolls at 70mph with no crash helmet thinking fuck this is it and the fear was amazing but the awareness was equal to it. It cancelled it out. So I was just freely tumbling in my crashing car and feeling this real sense of flying (which I actually was of course). Then there's times on the ocean getting caught out by the wind suddenly picking up and thinking uh oh and sure enough nearly didn't make it back to land. So fear? Sure. We all know it. But here we all are huh? Still present and aware. At least in this moment. And what other moment is there of course. Anyhow. I don't know about death. I've never died. I only know life.
It seems to me that you haven't quite explained why dying is actually a birth. Or maybe I just don't get it. I get it that if we're too scared, eventually it will get us to a point where it can't get any worse, and we just let it go. I also understand that we can't experience our own death. But I don't understand where you get the certainty that death is birth. Maybe non-duality just isn't quite for me, because I find no evidence or indeed comfort for what its teachers say...
I don't know if I am being born or if I am dying. What does that even mean? I know one thing - I am present. I am super-clear about that. Everything else? God knows - I don't. It all becomes conceptual at that point. What does 'know' mean? Surely it can only mean knowing this sense of being present and aware. Consciousness itself. As for fear? I've crashed too many cars and been mid-air as it rolls at 70mph with no crash helmet thinking fuck this is it and the fear was amazing but the awareness was equal to it. It cancelled it out. So I was just freely tumbling in my crashing car and feeling this real sense of flying (which I actually was of course). Then there's times on the ocean getting caught out by the wind suddenly picking up and thinking uh oh and sure enough nearly didn't make it back to land. So fear? Sure. We all know it. But here we all are huh? Still present and aware. At least in this moment. And what other moment is there of course. Anyhow. I don't know about death. I've never died. I only know life.
A good one! Very deep.
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It seems to me that you haven't quite explained why dying is actually a birth. Or maybe I just don't get it. I get it that if we're too scared, eventually it will get us to a point where it can't get any worse, and we just let it go. I also understand that we can't experience our own death. But I don't understand where you get the certainty that death is birth. Maybe non-duality just isn't quite for me, because I find no evidence or indeed comfort for what its teachers say...
Death of personality not body