For me consciousness and thoughts are typically consistent with trauma responses. Which sort of inverts the entire idea of a self. If our thoughts are nothing more than reactions to what is happening around us, perturbations in our little pond, so to speak, are we really the ripples? No, of course not, we are the pond--but if all we experience is ripples, you really can't get wet. And of course, I really really really want to get wet:-).
Some thoughts are more than ripples. Sometime they contain a lot of creative information. Warnings about the future. Stuff like that. I mean, what the hell am I doing right now typing all this? Is this the ripples typing? I'm not sure its me, this is just typing absent the ripples, less thoughts of other things entering the mind and distracting me. These thoughts, these words, however, are not my own. I have no idea where they come from. They are a like a gift to use. They come from someplace very interesting that although I may have some form of control over them and and cultivate them a bit, they really are not me. They are not ripples either.
And dreams? Dreams are like thoughts and creativity on crack I mean really where do dreams come from? I swear sometimes I dream that I am voices in some other person's head and we are all interconnected in some strange and wonderful way. Or I'm in some other planet in some other dimension where the rules are all different. And dreams may be the most important aspects of thoughts or consciousness we have. They are more unfiltered. Less rippled so to speak. And we should cultivate and create space for them. For they, like thoughts, are not really ours. They, like thoughts, are portals to a connection we don't understand, rubberband.
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