Life Is Not Personal

Life isn’t personal and I have made it personal. I have a personalized identity and a personalized way of looking at everything in life through this identity. The identity is rooted in fear. It can be threatened. It exists in duality so it has good and bad, love and hate, fight and flight, hide and seek, known and unknown etc. The identity is contained within something – call it space – and it exists there. Space is infinite, so the size and scope of the identity is relative, meaning that it can be my entire universe or it can be an infinitesimal speck, depending on how much space is around it and that is determined by where my awareness is. I have been focused on my identity for just about my whole life. I have grown myself around it, my language has developed around it, but throughout it all, my awareness has not changed, that I can tell somehow. I can feel it there, something that is unchanged throughout my entire life, the one thing that remains constant. It is like the feeling when driving in a car and the car feels like it is perfectly still, it is just the road and the scenery that is moving along. My awareness feels like the car and passenger that is perfectly still and my life and everything in it feels like the road and the scenery. More often than not, I feel like my identity is rushing around and everything out there is crazy too. It is all a matter of withdrawing attention from the identity and its thoughts, reactions and habits. To catch them as soon as the awareness can, and release the habitual identifiaction to them. It is unlearning the past. It is letting go.