As I walked the beach that day last year I had a sudden remembrance of being 8 months old, standing by the rail of my crib and looking out into the world for the first time and wondering about it all.It was a warm spring or early summer day, the windows were open, the sheer curtains blowing in a warm, gentle breeze, the sun was shining brightly and the birds were singing. I was alone in the room. I wondered what is this place? who am I? and what is that wierd stain on the linoleum floor? But, and this is a BIG but, I wondered all these things without a single word in my head.
I had no voice thoughts because I had yet to learn any words. No words, no concepts, not a single voice thought in my head, but I did have wonderment and realization. I realized I existed and I wondered about it. I was pure consciousness, pure awareness. That is who I was at that moment and nothing more. My culture had yet to implant an identity into me but I would eventually fall from that state of pure awareness to become a good New England boy and all that that meant. Yet, if at that moment you had taken me to France, I would have become French, to think in French, to believe as a Frenchman, to be all things French. or if in that moment instead you took me to South America and put me in a pygmy tribe, I would be living, thinking and speaking pygmy, I might even be out blowing poison darts at monkeys for supper instead of writing this. All of this is to say that I have come to realize that who we "think" we are is a huge part of our problem.
We must come back to the place of being the watcher, of being awareness itself and disconnect from our thinking mind and ALL of our thoughts if we are ever to become as little children again...to become the watcher of thought and the world around us...to return to being awareness itself. That is our original identity, that is who we really are.
This realization has sparked something unexplainable in me. except to say, that I am learning to be "out of my mind" and in the here and now where thought and thinking can not be at the same time, more and more, In that moment of realization last year I was graced to "feel" once again what/where that place within me is...my center of being, and am able to come back to it more and more easily in my daily life, in the battle to stay in the present moment and out of my mind.




In the movie "The Peaceful Warrior" there is a scene where young Dan 




