Consciousness

I was just reading a great article exploring that reality and consciousness are not actually two separate things. Which we've talked about before and ended up with a bunny eating ice cream 🍦 once language was no longer able to support the knowing.

The observer and the observed cannot be cleanly separated.

Experience and awareness arise together.

The world we know is never encountered outside the immediacy of experience itself.

I feel many of us resonate deeply with that.

The only place I would gently widen the conversation is here:

There is no need to privilege consciousness as the final substance.

Because the moment we say:

“Consciousness is the thing.”

we have quietly created a new thing.

A new source.

A new ground.

A new metaphysical object.

For a while, that can feel like freedom.

Matter dissolves.

Separation dissolves.

The world becomes a living expression of awareness itself.

But eventually another question begins to appear.

What if consciousness is not the final answer either?

What if it is simply the last concept we haven’t yet released?

From my own observations, I no longer experience:

Everything is consciousness.

I experience something much simpler.

Everything simply is.

No source.

No object.

No observer.

No observed.

No consciousness standing behind experience.

No matter standing behind experience.

Just this.

The living appearance.

The event.

The suchness.

The isness.

Not hidden.

Not elsewhere.

Not waiting to be discovered.

Already here.

Perhaps consciousness is the last thing we let go of.

Not because consciousness disappears.

But because there is no longer anything separate enough to name.

And what remains is so immediate that language can only point toward it before becoming unnecessary.

At some point the search ends.

Not because an answer was found.

Because there is no distance left between what is sought and what is.