Its dawning on me the possibility to disentangle consciousness, I, from the ego mind. To let ego mind play its dance without me identifying in/with it. It is a real possibility. To not believe in the stories the ego mind generates.
I am that clear consciousness. Disentangling bit by bit.
Perfecting the clear perception of what I am and what I am not.
And as the egoic mind looses momentum to ensnare, the father, divine mother, shines forth unhindered. Then who am I? As the personal is purified and that which flows forth in this body is consciousness unattached to illusions. Lets find out. I as the consciousness that is the foundation of existence.
Existence identical to experience. The perceived and the perceiver, one.