My mother's recent death taught me so much about the death process including the ending of identity with one’s body, personality, mind, and even consciousness, and the dissolution of consciousness, and that none of these have anything to do with who and what I am. I am not the body, not consciousness, not the soul, not God. What I am is truly unknown and a mystery. I can only be it.
To whom do these thoughts come ? To me.
ReplyDeleteWhere do you (the I) come from ? From the Heart.
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