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Mind trap
Posted by Holger:
This is a passage in Nisargadatta (I Am That)
I’ve been returning to this past week:
I love this passage.
With respect to “knowing the mind,”
what occurs for me is that some thoughts,
memories, and feelings are tight-woven nets
that “I” appear to get trapped in.
Then I will recognize the trap, “the fall,”
as it were, and I’ll tell myself,
“This is a bubble of Awareness;
you don’t have to consolidate there”
(though really, that is nonverbal).
Usually, that recognition dissolves
the “thought trap”.
But it happens over and over, all day long.
It’s like a pulsation,
like a tiny life/death experience
(though I don’t want to sound dramatic).
And then there are days when I seem
to only be the thought traps,
days when I rarely dissolve them.
I know I’m not really “in control”
of this process,
and liberation is not something
I can choose or compel.
I just wonder if others
experience the mind this way.
Peace and love,
Bill
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Created: September 23, 2023
Last modified: September 24, 2023
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Just a playful draft:
Someone said:
Internally, reserve the word “I” for Reality, for Consciousness.Super helpful.
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What gets trapped for me is personal investment;
the habitual pull of trying to find myself in a narrative, in making-sense.//
The “me” only knows thinking, cannot rest in being.
What a paradox, this “fully present in my own absence”!
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Seeing the so called thought trap, and allowing it to be there;
no need for “get me out of here”.The automatic/unaware “get me out of here” is suffering, keeps the game alive.
Relaxing…
Only the assumed thinker/feeler can be trapped.I am.
I simply am.
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In the Tao Te Ching is a passage like: “Celebrate victory like a funeral”.
It’s a really interesting/practical one.A little overstretched:
the funeral of the old “me”, the conceptual-self, the bundle of thoughts and feelings I assumed myself to be; a mind-construct.It really doesn’t matter what me-feelings arise… good, bad, indifferent…
it is like the weather, it takes care of itself.I am.
I simply am.
Such a (subtle) delight.
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What’s the difference?
Being willing to betray my beloved fears, doubts and limitations;
simply by discerning the conceptual “me” from the experiential “I am”.//
Yes, it’s like consciously dying; seemingly.
Only what is false can die.
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