Consciousness and Amnesia

We are all conscious beings, but living in our present state where we appear to be separate from all things, and our Source, is akin to a kind of amnesia.


I’ve been musing about this subject lately. Consciousness and amnesia.


I’ve often thought, and I’m not the first to do so, that the reason we’re here is to witness ourselves as being separate. Or rather the pure consciousness that we call ‘me’ does. You see I have this theory that all is consciousness, and consciousness is love. So what we experience is really consciousness experiencing itself.


It’s like opening a curtain, bit by bit, more and more vision begins to appear.  Perspectives enlarge.


And the person who can do this, allow their consciousness to expand to accept greater breadth of being will experience more and more of it.


However, in our physical form with its complicated mental structures (senses taking in information from an ‘outside’, the brain sorting and sifting this information according to its particular traits and prejudices), things can get a little skewed.


So many of us live in the personality. It’s immediate and we think this is where everything is happening and therefore where we should be. But if we can just broaden out of that we will get more flavour, more juice out of life.


A bit like having chocolate and cream rather than just dry pudding!


What if . . .

To explain what I mean by consciousness and amnesia I sometimes use the following analogy:


Suppose you live in a beautiful mansion. You are really happy there and love nothing better than going from room to room enjoying all the beautiful things you own. But one day you get curious, you want to see what your fine mansion looks like from the outside, to admire its splendour, as it were.


Now, in order to do this you have to step outside. You have to temporarily leave the safety, the comfort, the protection of your home - your womb-like existence - and go into the outside world in order to view the overall elevation. You would have to enter the world of experience.


Sometimes to see what we really are we need to step outside of ourselves. We need to take risks. 


And it’s a bit like this with consciousness.


Now, let's stretch the analogy further.


Suppose when you were outside admiring your fine palace something caught your eye, just for a fleeting moment. Perhaps some movement amongst the trees, maybe an animal or a rare species of butterfly. You get more curious. You decide to investigate.


So off you go down divers lanes and alleyways chasing this illusive something until suddenly you find yourself miles from home and wholly lost. Night falls and you cannot get back. A sense of foreboding comes over you.


You are truly set adrift.


OK. Let's stretch the analogy even further (I like stretching you!).


What if, while busily chasing this butterfly or whatever it was, you tripped over a tree root, fell and bumped your head. Sometime later you woke, completely unharmed except for one thing. You have amnesia. You cannot remember anything about who you are, your past life, or the splendid mansion you live in.

 

Suddenly now every idea you held of yourself changes. You don't know who you are. You trudge through the world begging for scraps. You make unfavourable comparisons between yourself and others.  You might envy some poor soul living in his run-down shack. You wish you could exchange places with him. To you his meagre rags look like silk. 


The huge irony here is that you are a very wealthy person, you have everything you want, and more. You just don’t know it! How pathetic is that!


And sadly, this is kind of the state we live in. By not seeing the fuller picture (the curtain of consciousness not pulled back) our natural tendency is to focus on what we don’t have, to think others are better off than us, to moan and complain about our lot. 

 

All that happened was in the first place we got distracted, and then we forget!


I touched on this subject in Remember Love (Consciousness Series # 9). If you want to explore it further feel free to look at that. 


Collective amnesia

This is the situation for much of humanity. We are all part of consciousness, but like I said above we only partake of a very small part of it. And we get distracted so easily, so often.


For example: the events of the world, politics, sport, fashion, the latest gossip. And by the things we have to do which are so important: finding a job, raising a family, making a living, the busyness of life.


But all of this is just chasing butterflies, chasing that illusion until we cannot find our way home.


We enter into this thing which isn’t real and we become mesmerised by it. We forget where we came from or who we really are.


World amnesia is very strong at the moment.   


Here’s the thing. How aware are you of your skin? It may seem like a strange question but this thing's been there all the time, covering us, encapsulating us, and rarely are we aware of it. Take a moment now to become aware of your skin, of what's underneath it, of your inner self.


Good. I hope you did that.

 

You don't have consciousness, you are Consciousness. You don't have awareness, you are Awareness. All that's happened is that you’ve momentarily stepped outside and been struck by amnesia. All you need do is come home.


I will have more to say on this subject in future posts.


 

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