w/ri/ght/e

i wonder what is most important? am i supposed to be challenged? by work for example? by people? relationships? art? day-to-day happenings? i'm not sure. i know that your job in itself doesn't matter. what you do. it isn't who you are. but what is it that you do that is who you are? i remember. who you are doesn't matter because you are not who you think you are. who you think you are is just an idea, a construct. you need this construct to function socially, for example. otherwise you are just sort of a hovering intangible. i like this idea. it means so much more than functioning socially though. i have to remember how it works. i have to write it down a few times.... 

okay. how does it go? there is one intangible thing that we like to think we are in order to cheat death. that is our ego. our mind. you can find traces of this identity construct in common sayings and beliefs. like in the way people tend to relate to their bodies, for example. most of us 'have' bodies (as opposed to 'being' bodies.) you say 'i have a body' and not 'i am a body.' but if 'you have a body' what is the 'you' that possesses the body? the 'you' is not the body itself. do you see? the 'you' is a "subtle something" (dan millman) that resides in that body while standing carefully beyond it's earthly cycles and limitations. while earth logic dictates that every body dies, this nebulous 'you' creature finds safety outside of the same logic. if 'you' are not your body 'you' might go on existing long after its expiry date. this identity construct, fuzzy as hell,  is our ticket to immortality (dan millman). (i have heard this concept explained before, but am drawing specifically from 'way of the peaceful warrior' here.)  

so back to one of my original questions. 'what is it that we do that is who we are?' well, i guess it's nothing. nothing that we do is who we are. because everything we do is tied to this constructed self, to this ego, to the mind. so who and what are we? we are consciousness. we are everything. ducks and trees, elbows and babies and old people and ancient rocks and water vapour, sunshine and dust. so there is no need to cheat death. we are forever. outside of time. everything. eternal. that's kind of nice. it still feels a bit weird to say that. i mean i understand it, but i haven't "realized" it yet (in the dan millman sense of the word).

if you like this blog or need/want to make sense of it please read 'way of the peaceful warrior.'