It's That Simple

It's that simple: 

consciousness is a topic I return to often, contemplating it, writing on the subject, reading every article and book that comes my way. It's fascinating, and all the more so because it's being constantly demonstrated, expressed through every fiber of my existence. What truly I am, in essence, is consciousness. It's that simple. Yet there's an ongoing debate on this issue, the origin of consciousness, is it ours exclusively or does it permeate the universe itself - and science and philosophers trade their theories endlessly. I have a preference of belief and it seems that I am naturally inclined towards a more mystical view, it's what I want to believe is true and keep that thought in mind as I read the many books that offer varied ideas and opinions on the matter. I try and hold my preferences fairly lightly. 

as well, I have decades of a committed meditation practice, my own deep dive into subtle levels of the mind, exploring quieter realms and greater fields of stillness. This is science too, admittedly not objective, too personal in a way, although perhaps that's a strange way to describe it, as a sense of any personal self fades from my subjective view in deeper states of meditation. 

with this I believe that I've arrived at an answer to consciousness that truly satisfies me, and yes, it's that simple - it's all a mystery, everything, how consciousness appears, it's origin, and why it's expressed so personally, having gained this belief of such a lasting sense of self. My experience tells me absolutely nothing on these matters, meditation shows me what I am without labels that make it possible to describe or to match it with any scientific explanation. What I come to know and understand about myself isn't an answer to any question, mystical or scientific, in essence, I am consciousness, and I have no idea how it possibly arises - only that it's here, now, and that this is how I know my world. 

it's that simple. 

what I know is mystery, and by this I don't mean answers, that I have an explanation for consciousness, or anything at all really. It means I don't know, and more so, it doesn't matter to me, there's no need for an ultimate answer as to what I am right now, I'm living it, expressing it perfectly and miraculously with a complete sense of curiosity and ease. That's my only answer...I am...

and it really is that simple. 

~

Peace, Eric