Where are you right now? I don’t mean a location, but rather
where are you consciously right this very moment?
Recently, while climbing on holiday, I had time to ponder
about the nature of my own existence; in particular, whom it is I think I am. I
have often asked the same question of others while miffed about something or
other but this time I flipped the rhetorical question on myself, “Who do you
think you are?”
Philosophically speaking, I first think of what makes up the
personality; our sensibilities, strengths, weaknesses, notions of progress,
change, relapses etc. Some would say that
we are what we do, or some accumulation of that which thoughts and deeds,
habits and conditioning have wrought upon us. It is the idea that who we are
fundamentally stems from these series of conditions that doesn’t quite ring
true. It is certain that our personal histories shape who we are, but what is
at the center of this shape? Just like mathematics tries to define a surface or
an object by defining its boundaries and dimensions, are we, in essence, the
boundary conditions that help define us? By drawing lines and making shapes
you, in a sense, create two ways for viewing the object; one by describing the
framework of the object, and two, by delineating the framework from what it
contains. Using this approach it is easy
to understand one side of the nature of the object without speaking to the
other, the essence of what the object truly is, what the object contains.
Consider the nature of matter for example. A solid object
has shape, mass, temperature, and is a conglomeration of smaller objects. This
larger object is a sort of macrocosm of these smaller objects. Zoom in and we
have a chemical compound that makes up the larger object as a piece of the
whole. Zoom in further and there is an
atom that makes up the chemical compound. Further in, an atom is made up of
protons, neutrons, and electrons. Further still and these building blocks have
their own building blocks, quarks leptons, and bosons. What exists in between
all of these particles? Space? And if we continue to delve into the rabbit
hole, at what point can we speak to the essence of being rather than the shapes
and functions of the framework that define it?
Now apply this same line of reasoning to the self. Thoughts,
deeds, habits, physical form etc. are just boundary conditions or limits that
describe the object but merely bind the essence without actually speaking to
it’s quality. Our being, it seems, is a microcosm of the macro universe
described by the geometry of the physical only giving shape to the metaphysical
without robbing it of its own ability, or agency, to define itself.
For lack of a better culprit, our consciousness is in
essence who we are. It is not the thoughts that we think but rather out ability
to think them that separates us from ourselves. Our consciousness is
like water, free flowing and form fitting. In just the same way that our
persona forms our consciousness by creating boundaries, our consciousness pushes
back creating a reciprocal force I will label as focus. Focus is the muscle of
the consciousness, or the tool for which is asserts its agency. Our focus gives
direction to our consciousness. Or rather our focus is the malleable dish that
holds the fluid of our consciousness. The characteristics of our focus give
shape and form qualitatively to our thoughts and, thusly, our being molds to
fit those thoughts in the present moment, defining who we are in the moment
those thoughts are conceived.
Understanding this frees us to shape our own being by
asserting our focus mindfully and continuously. Over time the patterns of our
persona begin to mold themselves to the shape our mindfulness has created. This
occurs in a process similar to the shaping of mountains and canyons, whose rock
is hard and unyielding, by water, which is fluid and malleable.
There is only now. Even the thought of the future is
a memory of what you thought a moment ago. Inevitably the future comes,
however, in the form of Right Now. Be here now. You are only what you focus on
in the present moment. The past has lost its permanence through mindfulness,
and the future is just an illusion of memory.
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