Eyes of the World

I find it very beautiful – because it’s true, in my experience – how Douglas Harding puts it.

In the eyes of the world, as others see me, I am a man, Norwegian, of a certain age and so on.

In my own immediate experience, I am none of that. I am capacity for the world, I am that which all experience – including those identities – happens within and as.

And yet, those stories, those identities, are sometimes very useful stories and pointers. They enrich what I am. They allow me to function in the world.

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