House On A Bridge

It’s possible that we really have only one choice when it comes to seeking our true identity: will we identify with our physical body coupled with our complex, fickle mind, or with consciousness, that which knows our body and mind?

Our body-mind is a temporary unit, a cluster of thoughts, images, emotions, sensations, and perceptions. These qualities are always changing, coming and going, flowing through a cycle of birth, life, death, birth, life, death.

But our consciousness, that which observes all of these changes, never changes with them. You hear people say all the time, ‘I may be getting older, but I don’t feel any differently than I did ten years ago.’ Or you see someone you haven’t seen in years and they comment that you haven’t changed a bit, when you know that you look markedly different. That’s because they see in you, in your eyes, that unchangeable, unknowable, unnamable essence that is your true being.

Francis Lucille has said that our life is like a bridge between birth and death and that it’s never been a good idea to build your house on a bridge.

Build your identity on the rock-solid foundation of ever-present consciousness rather than on the temporary bridge of mind-body-world and you will always be. Period.

But even ‘period’ is saying too much: there is nothing to construct in the first place. Before any bridge is built, traveled on, and inevitably crumbles – before any individual body-mind is created, lives, and dies – you are.

You are That from which all arises. Once this is experienced, known, all doubts of your origin vanish in a flash, disappearing in the knowing beyond all knowing. And all that is left is . . .