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Since the formation of the mind - which has existed as long as humans have been around, maybe even longer, if you believe apes and other animals from which we derived can think - writers and scientists and metaphysicians and even the average person have occupied themselves, ourselves, with the question of all questions: How can a person be perfectly free in the moment?

Is it possible not to be conditioned by personality traits to act a certain way or impelled by circumstances to behave according to some generic set of rules which seem rather arbitrary. (Why do I have to shake your hand when in some cultures what is considered a formality is to smell your butt!) It is so easy to go through life automatically, like an android, from one task to another, driven by the search for sense pleasures, fulfilling obligations, and skirting pain.

The reactive individual is the most common type of human being. Haven't you ever observed that you know exactly what to say to a person to get a rise, or to make people laugh? If I flip off my fellow motorist he'll likely fly into a rage. As easy as pushing a button. So typical. But can we enjoy pure freedom in the moment? Can we avoid being conditioned by circumstances, and condemned to behave in exact concordance with the combination of factors that determine the personality, from genetics to environment to experiences to astrology, if you believe in that sort of thing?

Is it possible to be completely free, while in a body? Does physical death merely bring an
end to form but a continuation of the psyche and all the mental turmoil, the indecisions, frustrations, baser emotions, that too often comes along with it? How can there be freedom as long as the personality persists? Society asks the individual to be consistent, responsible, make choices, commit.

But if you do away with personality, transcend the baser emotions, subdue the individual with his preferences and prejudices, and truly connect with spirit, then what? Can you be free, living in a succession of unconditioned, uncommitted states without past or future, out of time? Is this, rather than merely being influenced to act a certain way by past experiences and personal preferences, true freedom? Is it possible to if not get rid of memories and anticipations, at least be free of their influence, free in every moment, in an eternal now? If so, would you want this? Or like a person with dementia, would you only feel lost? By taking away your personality are you deprived of what you feel is truly you? Is your personality who you are? Are we merely the sum total of our memories and experiences? Who were you before you were born?

Can we transcend the cycle of cause and effect, as the Hindus say is the purpose of Self-realization? The individual is bound by his actions and bound to suffer or enjoy and definitely experience their consequences. I can't ignore the speed limit indefinitely without getting pulled over. But if you fix your awareness in the spirit that is your essence, you realize you are not the individual, and therefore bound by nothing, perfectly free. Then even when observing traffic laws, you feel as if you were flying. Hands in society, head in the clouds as they say. Is this what it means to achieve immortality? Can you achieve what lies in you to be discovered?

The British mystical novelist Marie Corelli once wrote: "It is possible for every human being to live in the sunshine of the soul whatever may be the material surroundings of the body." This might even apply to life after death, liberated from the flesh and blood capsule that carries you through your day, perhaps then more than ever. But then without a mind, perhaps these fundamental questions no longer interest you.

Remember, the mind exists for the Self, your divine nature, to know itself. Sure, experience the world, problem solve, enjoy life, but know that true fulfillment is not possible until you explore the inner Reality - changeless, eternal and perfect. For this reason it is said that humans are unique among all creatures in that we have the unique ability to realize God. And the first step is to realize you are not human.

So seize the day. Now is all you have, and it is everything!


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