In the beginning life is simple.
A body is born. With its first breath, consciousness arrives.
This consciousness is very simple; it only focuses on one thing: hunger. It has to communicate the body’s need to another person.
Little by little consciousness becomes aware of more things.
This consciousness is neutral. What it experiences is neither good or bad, right or wrong. It is simply the way things are in this present moment. We experience what is around us. There is no judgement about it. It simply is. Life simply is.
But somewhere along the line, this changes. Our mind becomes more active. We start to evaluate our experience of life. Things become good or bad, right or wrong. We insist that the life around us relate back to me.
In the original neutral experience of consciousness, there was no “me”. But as we became more aware of the body, we started to differentiate ourself from all that is around us. We need a way to refer to this differentiated entity which sits at the core of our consciousness.
This entity begins as “me” and mutates into a “self”. This self sees itself as an autonomous being that is in charge of its experience of life. The “self” becomes the captain that pilots our ship of life. The self develops expectations for what life should be like. Then it evaluates what it experiences against its own expectations.
The original simplicity of consciousness is now gone. Life is no longer neutral. At times life can feel like a struggle.
Deep within us there is a connection with this original, neutral acceptance of life. But our culture has taught us nothing about this inner world.
And without fully understanding what we are doing, or why, we set out on a journey to recover our lost connection to the deep inner world.