What is wrong with the present moment?
Why do the past and future seem so attractive?
When we ask this question to ourselves, we catch ourselves wandering in the hallways of our familiar Mindscape.
Next comes the question:
What exactly is the present moment?
Can the present moment truly be experienced?
Whatever we experience, whatever we know and understand is the processed moment.
It s like holding the water of a river in our hands, as it flows.
The closest we can get to the present moment, in my opinion, is with the raw sensations that the moment brings.
How to get to the raw sensations? By questioning the validity of everything that we think we know with the experience.
Take the example of dipping your hand in the flowing river or even in a bowl of still water.
- Water is only the name of the flowing substance, not the actual substance. So your hand is not in “water”.
- Your hand: Same logic as before. We put the entire collection of muscle, bones, nerves, blood and nails in a box called a hand, forgetting the cells that die and get reborn every second. So the hand is actually a snapshot of a huge process.
So neither is water, the water that we think we know, nor is hand, the hand we think we know.
What happens when we confront our experience with this realization?
What happens when we question even more?
For eg Today is not “Sunday”, It is not “afternoon”, This is not “me”
What is it like meeting the sensations directly without the middlemen in our head?