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When dreaming we can sense clearly our sense of self. There is no inside and out, everything that happens in our dream, happens in us, it is us.

Since we think that our thinking is done by our brain, we think we are inside our head. Our experience that our ‘perceived’ sense of self is happening ‘inside our head’. We see value in it, so we take ownership of everything that happens in our head as it’s happening to ‘us’. Take our dreams for instance, it is because we take ownership of the nature of this reality inside our head that we believe our dreams to be true. When we dream, we take ownership of that reality, we buy into it, so it becomes real. If we didn’t, then we would have to consider that our actual self is lying in bed outside, sleeping, dreaming this, but then that would so paradoxical, that it would crack the reality of reality.

Like the sensations of our hand, our face, our skin, can this sensations of self be our true self? because if our body doesn’t think, then who is conscious of these sensations. Our brain facilitates thinking, but where do the thoughts actually take place? What is the distance from that thought you are having and the borders of your brain? What is the distance from you, and your brain?

Then it starts to kind of make sense, that it doesn’t make sense. ‘I’ am not living inside my brain. This is probably why we are built to attach this sense of ‘self’ to external things. Our consciousness can be easily transported, like our home, we attach to it our sense of self, we take ownership of it. It’s no longer a building, it is ‘my’ home, as much as it is ‘my’ hand. As we start to see this truth, we start to realise that the boundaries of our self are more porous than we first thought.

We are constantly expanding, contracting, transporting our sense of self. From attaching our sense of self to things, our hands, our phones, our things, to transporting our sense of self into other people (feeling for others), characters (in films), even inanimate objects (objects in games).

This is why when we are stolen from, it feels so painful. Because it’s not a thing that gets stolen, it’s a piece of us that is taken away from us. They are literally killing a piece of us. And it will hurt as long as we extend our sense of self to it.

In truth, none of this can be us, for the simple fact that none of these things think for us. Maybe once we lead the extension cable all the way back to the source, and find out where the power comes from, where our thoughts come from, maybe we will know where we actually come from? Maybe it’s not a place, maybe it’s beyond a place.