AlexanderS wrote:I think it's better to cherish yourself than hate yourself. Even if the self isn't there.

Jikan wrote:AlexanderS wrote:I think it's better to cherish yourself than hate yourself. Even if the self isn't there.
Sure. But that's a different matter from getting over yourself.
Adumbra wrote:If Buddha were here he would probably say that there is no self to love or hate, so it's a false dichotmony.
Adumbra wrote:If Buddha were here he would probably say that there is no self to love or hate, so it's a false dichotmony.
I have no illusion that my ego will survive the destruction of my body (I don't think I would want it to even if it could). But I figure, as long as I have it I may as well enjoy it. In all my meditations I've never experienced anything like a loss or even a diminishment of my sense of self. If anything, I would say that when I meditate my sense of idenitity expands. It is very disempowering to come down from those hights to realize I'm stuck in this tiny, fragil human body again, doomed to experience life as nothing but a caucassian human male. If it were possible I would split my soul into billions of strands and so that I could simultaneously incarnate as thousands of humans, cats, trees, even stars. Sometimes I wish I had multiple personality syndome. Being a single individual is so limiting.
When you told the teacher that gave you your practice about these experience what did they say to you? I mean Buddhist practice leads to the end of suffering not to an increase in suffering (like you describe) right?Adumbra wrote:In all my meditations I've never experienced anything like a loss or even a diminishment of my sense of self. If anything, I would say that when I meditate my sense of idenitity expands.

In all my meditations I've never experienced anything like a loss or even a diminishment of my sense of self.
Adumbra wrote:...But I figure, as long as I have it I may as well enjoy it. In all my meditations I've never experienced anything like a loss or even a diminishment of my sense of self. If anything, I would say that when I meditate my sense of idenitity expands. It is very disempowering to come down from those hights to realize I'm stuck in this tiny, fragil human body again, doomed to experience life as nothing but a caucassian human male. If it were possible I would split my soul into billions of strands and so that I could simultaneously incarnate as thousands of humans, cats, trees, even stars. Sometimes I wish I had multiple personality syndome. Being a single individual is so limiting.
When you told the teacher that gave you your practice about these experience what did they say to you? I mean Buddhist practice leads to the end of suffering not to an increase in suffering (like you describe) right?
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