Thread by @ObservedSounds, There is something called your body, and my body. There is something [...]

There is something called your body, and my body. There is something called your mind, and my mind. There is something called your memory and my memory. But there is nothing called your consciousness, and my consciousness.

The memory makes consciousness believe it is a separate individual. Memory makes us hurt, memory wants to make us heal.

Memory has layers. More deeper the layer, more individuals share it.

There is unconscious memory, which we share with everything that has a physical existence

There is conscious memory which we share with all living beings.

There is evolutionary memory, which all human beings have in common.

There is genetic memory, which we share with our ancestors, and family. The last rites and श्राद्ध rituals operate on this memory.

There is articulate memory, which can be said in words. Which we share with those we have shared words with. Our classmates, our teachers, our co-religionists who share the same teachings, our compatriots who share the same nationalist words, our colleagues who share work.

Our identity is bundle of memories. I& #39;m a man or a woman, an Indian, a Hindu, a teacher, an engineer, a healer, a Brahmin, a Rajput, a Gupta, having such and such name, from this colleague, working at this place - all of it is memory which we bind so hard that we identify with it

If we identify with a memory shared with someone, who also identifies with it - then there is cord. When their memories change, you change, because you think you are that memory. A political or social movement - is articulate memory changing - for a large part of population.

Herd immunity is evolutionary memory changing.. It affects the whole population.

Yet we foolishly belive, that we are this separate isolates individual.

You can individually heal by cutting a cord, or you can endure the pain and see the end of it, so you heal all the beings sharing that memory.

The moment you & #39;decide& #39; (संकल्प) to heal it for others by bearing pain, the eternal fountain of energy starts to blossom in you.

When a scientist burns in the agony of questions unanswered by anyone in humanity, he& #39;s burning on behalf of the scientific community.

When a political leader bears the emotional burden of betrayal, but doesn& #39;t become resentful, because he/she has to unite people..

They act on behalf of larger society.. And eventually end up changing what a large group of people identify with.. Gandhi was a master of it..

There are Yogis who do it beyond the articulate levels..

When even one person reaches the doors of enlightenment, a new door is open for the millions of lives, who share some memory with that being.

Boddhisatvas are those beings, which could get enlightened, but still prefer to be born again and again - to endure the pain..

So they can find the way for others to be free.. Out of shear compassion.. "I& #39;m responsible for everything, my responsibility is limitless".. That kind of compassion..

But there is no point trying to be a hero. It should come from a place of love for those who share the same memory as us, and go through the same pains. If we are becoming weak, and insecure, then cut that cord, that makes us weak, and heal yourself. No harm.

We can always come back to heal those we abandon, because we couldn& #39;t take the pain of their memories. It& #39;s important to remain equanimous in the present moment, for we are not the memories we carry, we are the consciousness, which is me, you & everyone else, unsullied by memory

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