Opening

There is a moment when in zazen when I sense that I am not the one looking through my eyes, or hearing with my ears. That the universe is looking through me. Perhaps this is pretentious, but it is a physical knowing and I can't shake it. I have been trying to probe this lately, and just keep coming back to this same knowing. I wonder if anyone else senses this.
I makes me think of the mice in The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy. Mice are really just the smallest manifestation in this dimension of huge multidimensional beings. Like their toe is the only bit that dips into this universe, and it happens to take the form of a mouse. These beings are using Earth as a computer to explain life, the universe and everything.
So in those fleeting moments, when I feel the universe looking through, I sometimes feel a bit like a mouse, just barely sensing my multidimensional iceberg body. Or maybe as a byte in this existential computer.  Or maybe just 42.
It points back to the interdependent, interconnectedness of the universe. This has been a recurring motif in much of my insights. It feels a bit like someone hitting me over the head again and again, or waving one of those lightsabres they use to direct planes. Wake up, you fool, the universe is non-dual. Form is emptiness, emptiness form.  And yet... and yet....
But right now, the cat is determined to put her input in, despite my efforts to dissuade her from walking on the keyboard. Maybe she will have an insight. Cats usually do have an opinion about mice, no matter the dimension.

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Thanks for the post, Artemis.