Is this what I am? My images? The images that are there in the brain? Connected with strong, potent physical feelings and emotions, sensations?
Is that what I am?
It certainly feels that way. Doesn’t it? That the feeling runs deep.
And the holding on to it runs deep, because (…) we do want to survive. As a physical organism we are conditioned to want to survive.
The brain is conditioned to keep this organism alive. Surviving. We a part of the whole family of living organisms, in which this tremendous drive or power, momentum to survive is there, is programmed.
And the brain is using its same mechanisms of keeping alive the image.
It isn’t differentiated whether it is real or not. Anyway it doesn’t matter, it seems real. We all feel it’s real at one time or another. My image is me.
When the image is flattered, I feel flattered. Can one see in one moment that it is image that is responding? (…)
If that it seen at the instant it happens, what happens? We have to find out for ourselves. Maybe afraid. So many people tell me, “I don’t want to look at that. I am afraid.” Falling apart or loosing what I seemed to need for living. The pleasures of images.
If one doesn’t look, one won’t see.
One will stick with the image, and whether the image is one of excellence or of being no good, is isolating. It takes care of this human isolation very well.
I am this way, the other are that way, either arrogance or the opposite, feelings of inferiority, not being part of the whole. The others being so much different, so much worse or so much better.
Does one see that?
When one starts opening the whole thing up, and looking, one comes upon these insights. One cannot help but come upon these insights. If the questioning is serious.
Because one has seen the pain, has felt the pain in oneself and others. The isolation of images, imagery.
-Toni Packer –