Upon meditating, around the day 30-ish, there was a definite shift in the way “I” experienced reality. While observing sensations, it suddenly occurred to me that I wasn’t conscious of the sensations. The sensations were conscious of themselves.
It might not make sense to you readers, or perhaps you wonder why such a difference would mean anything, but at that particular moment, it made all the difference in the world. “Consciousnesses” were arising jointly with their respective sensations. It all came as a “package deal”. There wasn’t “anyone” watching, the “process” was just watching itself. Consciousness was permeating what it was conscious of, just like the color yellow is imbued in a lemon.
No. None of this was stable. None of it was me.
The only thing that seemed to be left as stable, was the consciousness that was noticing and “knowing” all that was happening.
That sounds like how I always experienced A&P.As to the last developments: can't really relate to that. sounds cool, though.Thank you for that report again. Really enjoyed reading it.