When it comes to remembering; a basic knowledge of the complex systems at work in the human brain would lead most people to the conclusion that there is absolutely no such thing as ‘objective memory’. We cannot remember things as they were — there are simply too many variables at play.
When I was a kid, I went through a stretch of sleepless nights as a result of a sudden, inconsolable fear of death. I remember it well, the shift in consciousness from ‘immortal seeing’ to ‘mortal being’, and the subsequent pain as the world I had spent all my life constructing, crumbled (like my favourite cookies) before my very eyes.
This talk of presence is a popular one but what does it mean to really be present? What does it feel like to truly be present? Why are they ‘happy and at peace, refusing to think beyond the present?’ Why indeed do I even want to become a master of presence?
The journey of the self is a bumpy ride. Filled with obstacles, challenges, and beauty in spades.
Where do I begin? How do I start this journey of discovering who I am? Perhaps the most clear answer would be to begin right now, right where I am. When I set the intentions of what I want, in time, they will appear and the questions disappear.
Who am I within this world, within this body of mine? Who am I if it wasn’t for my family and friends and the people around me. Who am I, if it wasn’t for the job that I go to every day. Who am I?
Be honest with yourself.
What is it that you truly want? What is it that will bring you happiness? What is it that makes life worth living?