Elizabeth Isabelle wrote:That depends on where we go with it.
There is no we. That is delusion arising from the illusion of Other.
Elizabeth Isabelle wrote:The fact is that we are housed in bodies
There is no house. Same delusion, from same illusion.
Elizabeth Isabelle wrote:It seems that the behaviors of the males and the behaviors of the females
This is a function of false linking up. There's no no difference between anything, save the thought. That is Totality. No boundary.
Elizabeth Isabelle wrote:Our Ultimate Selves are nondualistic, but until/unless we get there, it is more practical over the lifespan to recognize the truth of what we are, whatever that may be. We must be careful not to cling - that would be attachment. We are born into the illusion, and the illusion is part of reality - it is just not part of Ultimate Reality.
WE? How many of your you and my me are there? There is no birth, that is boundary, measurement, Maya, Illusion. There is no Ultimate Self. Self is measurement. Ultimate is immeasurable.
Elizabeth Isabelle wrote:That can happen, but not only does it not happen to everybody - things can happen to make it un-happen in an individual.
There is no individual. That is measurement. l can not know whats happening here let alone to everybody. Knowledge = Memory = Clinging to thought. Thought points at transience or movement. It only 'knows' itself, which is illusion of measurement (separation).
Elizabeth Isabelle wrote:It is hard enough for a man with his stable hormonal levels to achieve such a state - imagine how much more difficult for a pre-menopausal woman to get there, and keep it there despite hormone levels that alter throughout the month.
Dont make images about it. Its simple. Dont imagine how difficult it is to deal with continuously fluctuating thoughtful reaction to sensation. There is nowhere to get. Nothing to keep. No there, there.
Elizabeth Isabelle wrote:It's a bit ridiculous to only be enlightened on the 8th through the 15th, and again on the 23rd though the 26th.
Self thrives on ridicule. That only feeds it. There is no enlightened be-ing here. No been, being, will be. There is only This and This is All there is. Interpretation, no interpret-er. Thought, no think-er. There is nothing to see. No veil to lift. No clarity to find. No light to enlighten. There are thoughts bouncing around an empty echo chamber, reacting to inputs, delayed, filtered, repeating. There is not even emptiness. That is another 'thing' therefore not what it points at.
Elizabeth Isabelle wrote:Again, it is part of reality, but not a part of Ultimate Reality.
All is not apart, therefore no parts. Totality has no parts, as parts arise out of separation, measurement. l cannot say if there is order or chaos. Patterns or randomness. l have found no blueprints, no models, no exact copies. That is how it appears, how l see (interpret) it, but not necessarily what l am looking at. l cannot tell if there is consistent linking out there or whether thought links events up consistently to attain certainty of thought.
Thought is like a computer, a machine, robot-like, unimportant (except to Self). Used to dress up facades of falsehood to escape one's fear of what is. An in-finite (read: un-defined and undefinable). Against which the falsehoods of self-identity and personal narrative pale in comparison. The thoughts about self are used to 'feel' something in a physiological sense. That something felt is the thought of the think-er. Illusion. The thought of the thinker or self-identification is memory. All past. All dead in a sense. To feel ones self in one's self identified thought is be in and of the past. A sort of wakeful death. Fear of This. This is ALL there IS.