Mind vs. Body
The difference between your mind and your body is staggering once you realize it.
Ever since a few years ago I have occasionally practiced this sort of self-created exercise where I stand in front of the mirror and contemplate about the thing standing in front of me.
I look at it. I get past the “how do I look?” vanity- truly removing myself. I’m trying to understand this thing. I spot every detail. I even try to catch my own eyes look about it as if I wasn’t moving them.
This thing is interesting, but I’m not entirely sure its me.
I’m so aware of mind at this point. My consciousness is everything. I don’t even move a finger in concentration of this seemingly separate entity. In this sort of meditation, I gather all the things that constitute myself; my memories, my beliefs, my ideas, my likes/dislikes, etc. and I find that its all a part of my mind, or they are all things I can only think about.
Suddenly I feel so foreign to this body.
I think, “Isn’t it weird that I’ve lived my whole life in this thing?” Its strange to me sometimes to think that life doesn’t let you get out of it.
And here I am playing with my identity in front of the mirror asking whether I’m my mind or my body, but truth be told, I’m no dualist.
Is everything that I can think, or even fathom as thought a function of this body?
Maybe its unfortunate, but yes. Your mind is at the mercy of your own body. Hopefully you might think, your thoughts lie on a plane unattached to this tangible one and that the mind is somehow separate completely. Lucky for you, your body will let you think that.
Take some time to reflect.
