A thought arises–any thought–and the perspective of an individual self nods and thinks, “That thought is mine.”
Obviously, the seemingly-separate individual self thinks the thought appeared in the brain attached to the neck attached to my two waggling arms and these sturdy long legs. The person has been conditioned since wee babyhood to equate thoughts to a personal self.
To our seemingly-separate self the idea that thoughts are “common domain” of the flow of life seems bizarre, unreal, absolutely untrue. To even contemplate that thoughts are not attached to the body/mind reeks of heresy! No, no, no, my individual separate self proclaims–my thoughts are obviously mine because…well, because my friend Susan isn’t thinking the same thing. She’s obviously got her thoughts and I’ve got mine. End of story.
When and if the perspective of a separate self falls away, for a moment, hour, day or lifetime, a different perspective appears. In this viewpoint exists only Flow, or Source, or Oneness, or God, or Life, or All, or Whatever-the-heck-you-call-it-because-it-doesn’t-have-a-name-and-can’t-be-defined-by-words.
When everything reveals itself to be One, who’s thinking? Where do thoughts come from? Suddenly it’s crystal clear that thoughts are the domain of the One. Thoughts arise from the field. Thoughts are common property, somehow channeled into this constantly-changing moment.
A thought now arises and one realizes it’s not personal. It’s part of the flotsam and jetsam of the brain, the field, the One. It’s not seen as particularly “true”. It could be utilized by the flow in the next moment, or it could be discarded.
A thought appears: I want to read this blog. Did you think it? Or did it just appear in consciousness, in flow? The “I” rushes in to claim it so often. It says–I thought, I decided, I read. But what if it’s just consciousness that decided? The flow moved toward the blog. You’re here reading because that’s where the the river flowed around the bend and paused here just for an instant…
Doesn’t it become harder to judge one’s neighbor with this realization? Doesn’t it become almost impossible?