We often speak of going or looking inside. But looking with careful attention it can be seen there is simply no such thing as inside/outside. When we close our eyes and just watch whatever appears in our awareness, a bird singing, a thought passing, a sensation in the body there is not any delineation between inside and outside. And it is the same when looking with open eyes. Either they are all outside, meaning outside of the seeing and hence seen or they are all inside, as all being contained in awareness. But I have found no distinction between inside and out.
As a result of finding there is no longer an inside opposed to an outside of me it is discovered that the belief that I am some being residing inside this body is exposed as a mere fabrication. It is much more accurate to describe the situation as the body and for that matter the rest of the manifestation as residing inside my awareness. It is a bit like an inside-out sock that one pulls right-side out. It is here that the Zen story applies “The Goose is Out.”
This revelation is more important than it might first appear. The inside/outside division the mind makes is part and parcel of the me identity and when one sees, and I mean actually sees, not just intellectually understands, then the very foundation of the ego self is pulled out from under.
This post is from a collection of essays, stories, insights and poems that have occurred to me along the Way titled Here to Now and Behind.