“The person is a very small thing. Actually it is a composite, it cannot be said to exist by itself. Unperceived, it is just not there. It is but the shadow of the mind, the sum total of memories.”
– Nisargadatta Maharaj –
I love this quote. And just wanted to share with you some simple thoughts that arise when contemplating this. I am amazed at how something that we imbue with so much importance is completely of a transient nature. As our body moves about in this world and engages with others, the person becomes apparent.
And there is nothing static about it. It is perceived differently by every other ‘person’ that it meets. A big mix of everything conceivable, totally unreal in every way. A conglomeration of our preconceived ideas, opinions, beliefs, feelings…one more unreal than the next.
But the minute the body ceases to move or exist, there is no person. It is snuffed out, so to speak. Where did it go? Was it ever here? And when a ‘person’ has left this earthly plane, particularly if we were close to them, we miss them. We think we miss a fictitious character that we completely fabricated in our mind. What a complicated fairy tale we are entwined in by our own doing. What do I think I miss when someone dies? Comfort, familiarity, physical proximity. The love? No. The real, deeper bond is there no matter what.
Taking the invitation to go beneath all the surface illusion. Go beneath the person, the body, the mind. Go to where we are all connected without story. Resting in that. Filling ourselves with that.