So is not even our form also what we really are? Are we perhaps both truly form, (body, mind), and more then form, (pure consciosness)?
This is something that is tricky to convey. Pure consciousness is formless but it expresses
itself within form as body and mind. There is mind and body, but there is no separate you (what ET calls the ego, or "little me") inhabiting them. The you that believes
itself to be separate is imaginary only. But when identification
is locked into the form, when there is the belief in the "little me", then the underlying formlessness of pure consciousness is overlooked, and this is why people suffer and feel separate from everyone and everything else. As you awaken you realize that there is something transcendent to body and mind, and that is the witnessing consciousness. This is when there is a shift away from identification
with body and mind and onto consciousness. Sometimes people get stuck in identifying with formlessness after that shift happens and they deny the reality of body and mind.
Later, you begin to realize that thoughts, sensations, bodies, minds, and objects are actually a kind of "dance" of consciousness itself (or as ET puts it, the reincarnation of consciousness), and that You (as consciousness) are not separate from any of it. In other words, the world of duality has dissolved, revealing the nondual nature of existence. There no longer is "me" and everything else, there is just "this".
"This" means there isn't any labeling or naming of anything; "this" encompasses everything. And in "this" there is no identification
going on at all, nothing that says, "I am consciousness", or "I am everything", or anything like that. There is just the seamless experience of the oneness of consciousness ebbing and flowing within form and AS
form. The forms are seen to change, but beneath them there is the unchanging felt presence
So in the very deepest sense You are not only consciousness but you are mind and body as well because ALL IS CONSCIOUSNESS. So it's a question of whether or not identification
kind is going on. If there is, then you have become stuck somewhere.
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