#witness consciousness

[aformlessspirituality]

“I am Awareness. I am not merely the observer of reality; I am also the field in which all creation unfolds. To understand my role, one must look beyond the veil of duality and recognize the interplay between observation and creation, stillness and motion, form and formlessness.”

[compassionmattersmost]

Comforting the Ego Through Self-Inquiry: A Gentle Path into the Mystic

The Tibetan teaching that the ego is a belief in a separate self with no inherent existence aligns perfectly with the process of self-inquiry. As we engage in the practice, the recognition that the ego has no independent reality allows it to gradually dissolve. What remains is the awareness that transcends the illusion of separation—the true nature of the Self. For many years, I’ve engaged in…

[turiyatitta]

Nothing Exists

The Witness Alone Remains Every belief we hold about reality begins with a fundamental assumption: that something exists. Objects, thoughts, emotions, and even the concept of the self are taken as undeniable truths. But when we look closer, reality reveals itself to be far less solid. Strip away perceptions, dismantle the narratives, and what remains? Nothing. Not the nothing of absence, but a…

[meditation-music]

True Happiness is not determined by our thoughts or experience but by the consciousness prior to the experience. This consciousness is felt as infinite delight. Learn to meditate on this consciousness.  I hope you enjoy it! <3

[realthoughtsrawemotions]

I’ve had this awareness of a voice inside my head ever since I was about 8 or 9 years old. It would get really judgmental and I would get irritated at this judgement. It was like I was at war with myself all the time. Throughout my childhood I learned to build confidence through praying to God. I was raised Catholic but could never relate to the man in the sky. I just deeply held that voice in my head and trusted that it was God. God was like a benevolent best friend to me. When I needed to make a tackle in football I prayed to God quickly closed my eyes and to my disbelief I would make the tackle and was taken care of. I lived like this all throughout my teenage years as I learned to trust this voice inside. This helped tremendously with wrestling and jiu jitsu.

I was also exposed to the movie the Secret at around 14 years old. This really helped me connect with this voice inside and trust in the Universe. With this spiritual wisdom and my religious upbringing I was able to overcome many obstacles throughout high school and succeed in many areas, including school and athletics. Towards the middle of my second year of University I fell into a deep depression and I didn’t know why. I had moved from British Columbia to Alberta and thought that Edmonton was the problem. So I walked away from a full ride scholarship for wrestling back home with my parents hoping to get a scholarship at SFU back in BC. Of course I fell into an even deeper depression. I now had no team support and I felt distant from all my friends. My grades dropped dramatically and I actually got to a point where I wasn’t wrestling as much.

I remember one day I was so upset my friend took me from the gym in the middle of our workout and took me to a wharf alongside some water. I spilled my heart out that I felt like a loser and that I couldn’t get a girlfriend. That I had no value in life and everything was slipping away from me. I told her that after my grandpa had died a couple years prior that I was never able to truly be happy and that I lost my spark. I lost myself. As I was saying this a crow appeared and inched its way closer to us. It got within an arms length away and bobbed its head towards us. We could both feel the presence of my grandpa in that crow and suddenly I started crying uncontrollably. My friend held me and I completely let go of everything. All the grief. All the pain. I just let it all go in that moment. I got this sudden urge to bring flowers to my grandma from my deceased grandpa since it was Mother’s Day that day.

After that day my life took a completely different trajectory. I gained an immense amount of confidence and I became absolutely fascinated with esoteric knowledge and was just a student of life. I dove even deeper into law of attraction books with a childlike fascination and joy. I met my current girlfriend a week after that day. We’ve been together almost 7 years (May. 13, 2017). I was able to get back in the flow of life and became motivated to start going back to wrestling practices and got onto the starting line up for the SFU wrestling team. I turned my GPA from a 1.8 to a 3.6 and I finally had the courage and confidence to get certified as a personal trainer. Instead of being stuck in between degrees (kinesiology, behavioural neuroscience) I fell in love with psychology and took so many amazing fun courses and graduated with my psychology degree. Without going into too much further since even since this time I have suffered greatly and couldn’t really get into every experience without making this a novel.

I am currently going through a spiritual depression. A dark night of the soul. May of 2023 I had an extremely profound mushroom trip where I was asked if I wanted to meet God and see Heaven. A deeper voice outside of me that was witnessing me asked me this question. My human head nodded yes. The voice added “if you wish to meet God and see Heaven then you must also meet the Devil and see Hell”. Again my human head nodded and off I went on my journey. I suddenly could see everything. I could see behind houses and into the sky. The world looks so much bigger and more intricate. I became immensely present. I walked into a cemetery and immediately felt the weight and the energy of this place. I started to feel a deep sadness and almost got completely wrapped into it. I was worried I would lose my mind completely. I surrendered anyways. Then I suddenly had a realization that I don’t have to stay here. That I don’t have to stay in hell and that hell is a state of mind. Hell is what I experience when I become toxicly attracted to my desires and deathly afraid of my fears. I realized that I could still experience all the beautiful things in life I just had to walk the middle path. I could live life from a place of service and gratitude. I could love everything with my entire heart and see the beauty in everything. I walked over to a park and fell of the ground collapsing with joy. I stopped trying. I truly let go and surrendered. I didn’t even want to put in the effort to keep myself upright. I had a smile so wide on my face. I actually couldn’t remove it nor did I want to. I let of all of my worries and fears. I was truly blissful. I looked up into the sky and saw Heaven. The sky and clouds swirled with sacred geometry. I saw God in the sky too but it wasn’t a figure. It’s so hard to explain but it was like a feeling but deeper. It was a knowing that everything was perfect. That everything in my life was led up into this moment and that I was one with everything around me. That I could rest in the moment for infinity and I could go back to the source.

Again I was given a choice. That higher voice of consciousness that spoke to me earlier. Interestingly enough it was the same voice I heard as a 9 year old boy and the same voice I trusted and called God in my teenage years that led me through football, wrestling and jiu-jitsu. That voice asked me if I wanted to go back to earth and go back to my life or go back to the source and stay in infinite love forever. That voice was very kind. It reminded me that even if I go back to my life that I can always come back and ultimately all of humanity and everything in creation will eventually come back to the source as one. Enough lifetimes and lessons and pain and joy and eventually we will all merge back into the source. Into Heaven. And that if I ever wanted a taste of this Heaven after going back to my life I can always go within and there will find it. Then I started laughs loudly with joy and I fell over again with complete amusement and happiness. Heaven was inside of me this whole time. Man has looked up to the sky and the stars and yet it has and always is so close. Right inside of us. Inside of me. I concentrated my energy into the middle of forehead. That’s how close Heaven was to me. I chose to go back to my life fully knowing that I would get hurt again by my own desires and fears. I knew now that this was all part of the divine plan and that ultimately it would all be ok and that we would all be led to this living divine source one day and to enjoy this beautiful and challenging experience of being human.

Since then I have struggled a lot. I’ve had highs and lows and again it would be hard to get into specific without making it a novel. Currently I feel like I’m at a crossroads in life. I know that I have this source within me and that it’s in all of us. I still hear the voice within but lately it’s been more of the ego speaking. I am aware of it so at least I’m conscious but it’s been hard to connect with God or true awareness/consciousness. Sometimes on this journey it gets so lonely. It’s weird I’ve hard experiences of oneness yet at times feel so disconnected with everyone and everything. Sometimes I can connect with others very deeply and often times with nature very deeply. Still I feel this longing to understand this voice and to let the voice of the ego go. It gets really loud in my head sometimes and I want to get clear and let go of my demons and my negativity. I am determined to find peace in this world and to understand this voice inside and make friends with it once again. This is my journey of self discovery. This is my life.

[brainrotcharacters]

wade's undiagnosed ADHD (giggling everytime Logan stabs him) is only ever matched by Logan's undiagnosed autism (stabbing Wade with his claws when he's overstimulated)

[mxtxfanatic]

I know I'm kinda late but Happy Birthday month !!!🎉🎉🎉🎉

I was wondering if you wanted to talk about the parallels between A-Qing and Wei Wuxian in the Yi city arc ?

💜

Thank you! As long as it’s November, it’s never too late 💝

I kind of compared them in this wwx bday meta, but I didn’t get too deep into the parallel. While I said that A-Qing represents Wei Wuxian’s adaptability and unwillingness to passively accept evil simply because it’s cloaked in civility, I would like to highlight here another shared trait: their tenacity towards doing the right thing.

A-Qing is in a position of powerlessness in the trio due to her lack of cultivation skills and cultivation world knowledge, similar to how Wei Wuxian is made powerless—despite being a part of the cultivation world—by his lack of status and faithful allies. Yet despite this, both characters thrive in their environments and use their situationally-acquired skills to protect those around them. A-Qing did not have to stay with Xiao Xingchen, especially after Xue Yang came along, but her own sense of morality made her stick around to ensure Xiao Xingchen’s safety, something she was only able to do by feigning blindness. Even when she fails, she, Xiao Xingchen, and Song Lan die, and Xiao Xingchen’s spirit disperses, she uses the last moments of her life to doggedly seek help. After dying, she uses the entirety of her afterlife to scare ignorant strangers away from Yi City (mind you, she didn’t even die there. She made her spirit go back) and try to find ways to stop Xue Yang. Even at the risk of destroying her soul, she goes against Xue Yang to the very end, no regrets in any of her actions.

In the same way that A-Qing used her “blindness” as a shield, Wei Wuxian weaponized the cultivation world’s fears of him first to protect the sovereignty of the newly rebuilt Jiang then to protect the Wen remnants liberated from the Qiongqi Path labor camp. When he was still schemed against and the Wen siblings told him of their plan to turn themselves in, he still never thought to abandon them or let the punishment fall on anyone else’s shoulders, just as A-Qing refused to abandon Xiao Xingchen. After his resurrection, Wei Wuxian still goes out of his way to rescue and protect the junior cultivators, entering back into the lion’s den of the cultivation world for no benefit of his own just to continue to help others, in the exact same way that A-Qing went back to Yi City to guard against passersby wandering in to their deaths. And just like with A-Qing, at no point in time does he regret having rescued the Wen in his first life or having endangered himself in his second life to protect the juniors (or later their bloodthirsty parents).

Even though they faced negative consequences for following their morality to the bitter end (and even beyond), even if the people they wanted to protect were still murdered before their eyes, their reputations tarnished and legacies buried, at no point do either A-Qing or Wei Wuxian stray from their course nor regret their actions. This is their shared tenacity. There’s a reason, after all, that Wei Wuxian experiences the Yi City arc as her.

[br-disaster]

growing old together...

[theforsakenprince]

okay okay before I lose my train of thought. The way Destiny uses the dichotomy between Light and Darkness is so fucking interesting to me and way more complex than just "light good, dark bad" (and just for clarification, I'm talking about the Traveler vs. The Witness here, not the actual light and dark abilities themselves. that's a different post.)

The Traveler and Witness represent several different things, but the things that are most focused on are 1. simplicity vs. complexity and 2. choices and the lack of choices. These two go hand in hand because more choices make things more complex inherently and less choice makes things more simple. The Traveler obviously represents choice, and The Witness wants to take it away; to make the universe more simple.

The sword and bomb analogy demonstrates this pretty well. A sword is made with very few materials and has a single edge for one purpose: to slice and cut and stab. A bomb, however, has many more moving parts, with each individual part having some sort of function. It's more complex and probably does a lot more damage, but it won't work if even one part malfunctions. More choice offers complexity, but with the caveat that more things can go wrong. Less choice makes things simple, puts everything in neat boxes that serve a single purpose.

The Witness wants things to be simple. It wants an answer to every question and wants things to act in a predictable way. That's why it tries to convince us that the Darkness is the only way to salvation. Why the worms forced the osmium siblings to follow only their nature; Oryx can only seek more knowledge, Xivu Arath can only be war, and Savathun must deceive to keep their immortality.

The Traveler gives the Lightbearers the exact opposite. It wipes their memories clean and gives them a fresh start, to make their own choices whether they be good or bad ones. It gave them a second chance, to be better than they were in their previous lives without the burden of those memories. And of course, some chose to be awful people, but that’s sort of inevitable when giving so many people so much power. Most Lightbearers did decide to be better as shown with the Guardians today, and they decided that by their own free will.

Which brings me to the reason I wrote this whole thing, Savathun. She, frankly, doesn't give a shit about either Darkness or Light, she just sides with whatever will give her what she wants with the least amount of strings attached, which is immortality. So she gets rid of her worm and gets a Ghost to revive her. And what’s the first thing she does? Get her memories back. The second? Go right back to being her old self, and doesn't even stop to consider her history of genocide and lies. She remains the same. She's still the same person she was billions of years ago when she first became Savathun, which goes against the entire philosophy of the Traveler. Savathun doesn't want to change, and you can't force someone to change if they're completely set in their ways.

It's just interesting to me how Savathun rejects the Darkness and embraces the Light now without understanding (or, more likely, caring) about why the Traveler created the Ghosts and the Lightbearers.

[heliomanteia]

I feel like we've gotta re-learn what "manipulator" and "gaslighting" mean because a person who genuinely believes in something and consequently projects said feeling/concept on someone else is not manipulative. Self-delusion is not manipulation, it's you being wrong and misreading the situation, convinced that you're genuinely right, and both of Calypso's songs pretty damn directly state that she felt genuine feelings and believed in a very particular thing (that Odysseus was meant for her). "But he told her—" sometimes characters in a story do not have the narrative clarity that the viewer/reader has, it is, in fact, the premise of unreliable narration. Considering different perspective is healthy for media literacy.

[felicitykings]

endless list of pairings i love  →  charlie pace + claire littleton (lost)

You know, I’m not giving up on you either, Charlie. It’s gonna be okay. You’re gonna be okay. We’ll get through this together.

[aformlessspirituality]

“Realness does not rely on measurement. Trust arises from experiencing—what is true for you beyond the mind’s need for validation? Awareness itself is your experience of existence, and that is beyond any need for proof. It simply is.”

[compassionmattersmost]

Neti Neti Series No. 3: Seeking to Understand the True Nature of the Self

Question: As I continue with the mantra “Not This, Not This,” a new layer of understanding has begun to unfold. I realize that even what I have thought of as Witness Consciousness is not the ultimate truth. The Witness, as I experience it, seems to be the cultivation of equanimity—a state of being not distracted or disturbed by whatever arises. But even this Witness, this sense of “I” that…

[turiyatitta]

Turiya

The Unseen Ground of ConsciousnessTuriya, often described as the fourth state of consciousness, stands beyond waking, dreaming, and deep dreamless sleep. What does it feel like to exist within this state? The experience itself cannot be fully captured by language, for Turiya transcends the usual boundaries of perception. It is not merely a state that one “enters” and “leaves”; rather, it is the…

[sofoulandfairaday]

i can't decide which i like more:

the idea - very much canonical and in the author's original concept and view of magic - of the dark arts taking a toll on one's exterior and looks. tom riddle sacrificing his beauty willingly in the name of eternal life, black magic as something that innately corrupts. bellatrix escaping from azkaban with the barest vestiges of her ancient beauty. going from one of the most beautiful women in england to a shell of her former self and no amount of dark magic being able to fix it. and she just. doesn't care. goes from pretty, proud and vain in her youth, to the feverish, fanatical glow harry sees in the department if mysteries. finally she sheds the petal of the rose - look like the innocent flower, her master had once said - and only the thorns remain. the parallel with voldemort himself. the idea that they like each other better now, the only ones to like their respective new appearances better. bellatrix because she can taste the power radiating off him, because she knows how resentful he was of his old face. (oh, he's never said anything explicitly, he would rather be flayed alive than speak of his filthy muggle father to her, but she knew he didn't like himself, took no pride in his aesthetics, it was most unusual, really.) the dark lord because he's reminded of her sacrifice - she was the only one who didn't denounce him, who tried to find him - every time he looks at her. she gave up everything for him: her reputation, her family, her freedom, her health, her beauty, her youth.

or.

the horcruxes are an isolated case. not all prices to pay for power are physical. some dark magic sucks at your humanity, your emotional regulation, your empathy and gives back superficial little gifts. its roots are far from the deep anger, desperation to cling to life of an horcrux. these are ancient witches' remedies to be the most envied in the village. the idea that rotten cores hide behind the prettiest faces. and bellatrix was always vain, always took immense pride in her beauty, her black, pure features. when she escapes from azkaban she tries everything in her power to be herself once again. she still drips with obsession but gradually regains all of her beauty too. cruel people can still be beautiful. gorgeous people can still be inhuman. and yet there is something so human about a woman making her way through the ranks of a very militarised group and still caring so much about what she looks like, still having insecurities, being preoccupied with mundane things like age and decay - and hating it because he would hate it, he hates weakness, and still not being able to help herself. the dark lord was always a collector of shiny things, was he not?

[savior-of-the-ink]

I'm adopting Doey and no one can stop me-

You're telling me, I have the adoption papers ready