Is That Me
This evening I looked in the mirror and saw a stranger. It puzzled me for a second until I realized it was me. I stared at my image for a few minutes and pondered the idea that I am encapsulated inside of this shell. It was a weird feeling. I’ve been thinking about it sense then. It made me remember the form of meditation that asks the question “what am I?” I really felt for that moment that I understood that I am not my body or any of its attributes. I simply am.
April 13th, 2007 at 22:10
Glad to hear of your experience, Zach.
And hold on to that question… there’s more along the way.
April 17th, 2007 at 12:58
I know the feeling.