I am thinking... questioning. Before though, before mind, I am... being?
I am that which is conscious of thinking, conscious of manifesting self... No-thingness. Potential.
Empty of everything I manifest, before mind, before thought, I am... energy.
I manifest as physical, separated from the energy which surrounds me, yet connected to it. We are the same.
Consciousness? 'Self'-consciousness. Confused.
Puzzled by this mystery we call life. Did I manifest you when I manifested self? When the phone rings and I answer, that person on the other end of the call experience the same conversation I do. Ahhh... Co-creators then! We manifest together. We are the same.
Do the birds and the trees puzzle over such things? They have consciousness, but I think it is a different consciousness than mine. Is yours different than mine? Essentially I think not. We are the same.
Here's what I (think I)know: I am energy. I have a physical presence which you can perceive, recognise, touch. My physical body and this thing we call 'persona' causes my distinctness. This is what I recognise as my 'self'. The more attached I am to this 'self' the further from 'we are the same' I am. An yet, we are the same, even in that.
Co-creators. I can send you energy and you will feel it. Sand often tunes into me, and I feel it, as does Butterfly.I send energy out often, to many places, people, animals... My intention is to create wholeness, wellness, peace. Yet others in this world would bring about its destruction. Are they less conscious of our creative roles than 'me', or do they simply not care? I prefer to think they are somehow less conscious - because in that thought there is hope.
But what does it matter? Why do I concern myself with such things? I came from nature, I will return to nature. 'My' energy will regain 'before mind' being. As will yours, as will the tree and the bird. We are the same.
Is it the survival imperative at work?
This living, breathing planet, the beautiful Gaia, will survive humanity, even if humanity brings about its own end. Vegetation will regrow, new species will evolve... life will go on.
And 'I' will return to energy.
Yet something about this whole process seems pressing and vital. We must stop this insane destruction! We must respect that which gives us life, Gaia. We must honour those others we share this planet with. They are not resources, they are energy manifest in physical form. We are the same!
Life is a gift when it's not spent in pursuit of 'self' interest.
We are angels without wings... Time to wake up now, and remember (premember! ;o]).