As I Wander By On My Eternal Journey Part 680

My attention is on my body this morning, it’s weary, quite possibly because yesterday was a huge walking day (20,000 plus steps) as well as consuming far too much dairy and not eating enough protein and nutritious food. This brings me to a broader observation in relation 2 the 5 Buddhist aggregates.

As I was walking along yesterday with Finn I got a very clear and objective observational breakdown of the different components that make up what I call myself.

The most obvious being my body which through a series of miraculous actions grew from my father’s sperm and my mother’s egg utilising the genetic material that they passed on to me. This is the aggregate of the trillions of cells that together represent my body, they depend on me to exercise, supply nutrition, oxygen and countless other bits and pieces in order to perform their duties and then to die and regenerate. A miracle in any terms. But this is only a part of what culminates into what I call me, this is my body, albeit the main symbol that others associate with Gary Collier.

The next thing that I became aware of was my senses, perceptions. Those miraculous channels which connect me to the world around me, the people in it and the environment. The sights, sounds, smells, feelings, temperature, pressure et al. I could finally see that these powers were distinct from my body even though my body was the vehicle from which they emanated.

Then there was my own personal volition, my will to move, to push my body through the air, the invisible atmosphere that it exists in, up small inclines , down again, turning corners, with some sort of destination in mind. I had made a decision to activate my body and move it to another point in the universe.

On top of all of this I was making mental images of the walk, some were light impressions while others were quite strong and detailed. They were images or mental pictures of my own experience, nothing all that exciting really but still I can look back on them now as I sit and write. I have no doubt that they are real, tangible and distinct to me. These images are stored in what I believe to be my mind, not necessarily my brain.

The final component in this package or aggregate was and is my consciousness. The shining light that I consider to be me in the spiritual sense. Some say that this awareness of awareness unit is a static. I don’t fully understand what a stain is, it’s not nothing thats for sure but it does have to ability to put out points to view and to create a whole universe which is what I look at as Gary Collier’s Universe. 

Now I can see a tiny bit more clearly how things go. In the teachings of Buddhism the Buddha states that the self will not go forth, that the parts that make the whole will scatter throughout the universe never to be re-united. That’s for sure because once this body is done with and burnt it will never exist again although it is constantly changing anyway and has been since the moment of my conception. Same goes for my perception channels, the ones I have now are unique but at the same time they have degraded as I have become older and are constantly in a state of flux. Even my consciousness and my will are ever changing which I will go into a bit later because my son is waiting for me to go for a walk.

I’m back from the walk.

This new expanded approach to looking at what makes up a human being has broadened my understanding and empathy already. I am grateful that I stumbled across a podcast a few days ago that helped me to deepen the scope of my observations of life. When I say that it gives me more empathy I mean that having this somewhat more comprehensive viewpoint allows me to  be what I have called pan-determined, by this I mean simply being able to experience what it might be like for the other person.

So having looked at all of that I now have the unenviable task of working out what being a static or zero means in terms of my spirituality.

Zero – the arithmetical symbol 0 or 0̸ denoting the absence of all magnitude or quantity.

Static – of or relating to bodies at rest or forces in equilibrium

I can’t say that I have a very comprehensive understanding right now. But I’m a few steps closer.