Conversations with Avant-garde Sages - The Wizard LLC

Conversations with Avant-garde Sages
to or identifying with any inclusions. I am state is continuously
awaring". I love that.
ALBERT NAHMANI: Yes. The being aware or conscious-nessing
happens on its own. I'm even concerned when I say, I am is
witnessing, because then I put again that concept of subject
separate from the object which is being witnessed. And rather I
like to remind myself to say this just is witnessing, consciousnessing,
the sunset. When I took my grandson a few days ago, I
was on the east coast, and I took him for the first time in his life,
he's five months, to the beach. And we were standing there and he
was watching the beach, the vastness and the openness, he was
totally present. Of course, already as a baby he had no concept of
self yet, and just watching how he's there present, still. All you can
see is conscious-nessing. There is no grandson there.
The same for us when we go to the beach, and I like to refer to this
often because it's an experience that's more relevant to most of us,
especially if you live in California where you watch on the beach
the sunsets. Watching the sunset soon enough this openness
overwhelms the narrow focusing of the looking into some specific
thing, cease the viewing to not specifically target one specific area,
it gets lost and dissolves into the sea, and the ocean, and the
horizon. And soon the self is gone, you don't realize it until the
awareness comes back and say, oh, I was watching the sunset, you
see. And in that space of time where there was no all or I or
thought, there was just sun setting.
WIZARD: I have very lucid dreams, and they arise and the whole
of the I-thought and the dream itself arises simultaneously, and
even though there's no memory of a history it seems to emerge
and take place and everything seems normal. And the sentience of
the I-thought is borrowed from the Now, it's a play of
consciousness arises in Now like a word balloon, it has the Ithought
and the world all in one bubble, and they collapse
together. And between the word-balloons of the play of
consciousness, there is one without another, that silence, just pure
sentience. And then the dream, the daydream begins, and then
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