Mind and Body

It's been a while that I've written a blog. It's really not for the lack of things but somethimes I am not finding the time as I used to before. But I thought perhaps I could make a note or two today.

You know how it is...we think we are someone. I think there is a person called "Anosha". But according to Buddha it's only the mind and body combination together minifesting as an entity. But in essence, if one were to take it apart, there isn't a person called "Anosha". Look at it this way. We call a 'car' a 'car' But if all the parts were to be take apart, can we call it a 'car' anymore. So just like that as long as mind and body work together we can give names to it...."John", "Anosha", "Ranil", "Tubby" but the moment one were to go none will exist. This is symbolised in death in the way we know it.

But, what if we get to experience it while we are alive in our own body and mind process itself?! Would it not be fantastic! Well, that's what happened. It was one of the most wonderful experiences. It begs the question and makes me go back to what the BUddha said all these years ago that there all physical and mental phenomena are coreless and without a self.

When I was meditating yesterday, in my breath meditation, I had this wonderful experiences where I was watching the breathing but it wasn't me anymore. But there again was just the knowing of the breath. But there was the breathing. The full breathing. Complete knowing of the breathing in and out. Like a fan. Effortless, beautiful breathing and then the knowing. Almost a complete disconnection not an absorption that I has felt before but a disconnection. There was the knowing and then the breathing and nothing else.

It was not ecstasy. But it was just knowing and complete silence and peace. I don't know how long it lasted but after a while all that silence and peace gradually disappeared and then there was "Me' again...the thinking, all the thoughts, the analysing came back again.

I am getting shaped by these meditative experiences more and more, I find. I don't get them often. I don't expect them to happen either. But when they do, out of the blues, they seem so beyond the reality I live in. The memories are vivid. There is simply nothing comparable to anything that I have ever experienced in my life to the experiences that I have in meditations. Most times I don't even have adequate words to describe them. There is something that is unique, so pure....so calming, so intuitive about them. They are attractive and powerful but not in a sexual or in a wordly kind of way. They are subtle not staring in your face. But they are strong. They change your without even you knowing it. But it takes time.

I am glad by it. The Buddha must have been a very wise person. For him to have laid down a method so clear to have survided 25 centuries he must have known what he was talking about really well and he must have been an exceptionally skilled teacher. I am forever grateful for him.