Subjectivity (The Sky and the Clouds)

Think of your mind like the big blue sky. The sky is always there, and it is always huge and quiet. Your thoughts and feelings are like clouds that float by. Some clouds are white and fluffy, and some are dark and rainy. But no matter how many clouds there are, they cannot hurt the sky. You are the sky, not the clouds. The clouds just pass through you.

No matter how many clouds there are they cannot hurt the sky. You have survived every bad day you have ever had. Every panic. Every heartbreak. Every failure. Every humiliation. And here you are. Still here. Still reading this. The clouds came. Dark ones. The clouds left. And the sky — you — remained. This is not resilience. This is identity. You are not the thing that survived the storm. You are the thing the storm passed through. Storms do not damage the sky. They happen inside it. And when they are done, the sky is the same size it was before. Untouched. Unchanged. Still blue. Still infinite. Still you.

The distinction between Content of Consciousness and Context of Consciousness. Moving identity from content to context provides indestructible peace. You are not the thing that survived the storm. You are the thing the storm passed through.

SOUND: Wind blowing through tall tree leaves: the sound of something passing through something that stays.

SMELL: Clean fresh laundry hanging outside: the scent of the sky touching something and making it new.

TASTE: A plain rice cake — light and barely there: the taste of the space between flavors.

TOUCH: A gentle breeze against your skin: the sky reaching down to remind you it is still there.

SIGHT: Looking up at the actual sky for three minutes: the eyes seeing the metaphor become literal.

BODY: Floating in a pool and feeling weightless: the body releasing its claim on solidity.

Music: Knives Out by Radiohead

Part of The Observer & Awareness — CONSCIOUSNESS — Education Revelation