We are here to explore the age-old question: What am I?
Who hasn’t asked themselves this question? Sages, philosophers, poets, scientists, theologians, dramatists—the whole of humanity—have reflected on their inner nature since time immemorial.
To reflect on our inner nature is a journey of self-discovery. In this blog, I post my reflections in hopes that we can share the journey together.
And what are my reflections? I am an idle man, as many in our eighties are wont to be, who writes out his contemplations while reflecting daily on spiritual writings. Reflecting helps me to keep my idle mind busy. But being busy is not the end. The purpose of my reflecting is to reveal my reality, not in words but in awareness of my inner nature. The words come as my reflections lead to contemplation. I find that writing down these contemplations helps to increase awareness of one’s true self, that nature within that is eternal; for to write from within is to touch the eternal, that inner fountainhead of awareness that is consciousness in existence. This fountainhead is I AM. My contemplations are I AM expressing thoughts of separation, for words separate, while silent knowing unifies. To sit in the still dark silence within is to unify with all. From such idleness as this, one awakens into the presence of consciousness that is I AM. I trust that one day my idleness will lead to my truly knowing I AM as my inner nature.
Often seen as our true nature, the inner self is known by such names as soul, being, spirit, presence, or essence. Ancient Egyptians called it ka. Some Christian circles search for Christ-within. Hindus prefer Atman. Many seek the Buddha or the Tao, or both. Maoris, who were early Polynesian settlers in New Zealand, consider wairua to be their inner spirit. Needless to say, our inner nature has multiple representations world-wide.
I have added my own representation of our inner nature to the mix, as if another were needed. But why not? After all, this is a personal journey. After a lifetime of seeking, I look back on my eighty years as being Darrell’s search for self. The self I found is that which I AM, or what I call twia.
My exploration continues to be a wonderful adventure. But I have found it not to be a journey from here to there. It is to sit in the still silence of the room within to remember twia.
The room within is a place to remember your true nature. Join with me in my contemplations from the room within, which are posted on this site. Enter when ready.
