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I, Me, and You

by Shane Donahue 2 months ago in Humanity
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Cycles of time and a Fish so Divine

Photo By: Shane Donahue (Author) * Ice under a microscope

Who am I? Who is me? And who are you? If I am me and you are me and I am you… we must be the Atman. I, me, and you all wear the great mask of the Maya, never seeing through the great illusion of the Maya. For some, instead of seeing through the mask, some see within. When we see within… I, me, and you are once again whole and the illusion of the Maya no more.

When I, me, or you introduce ourselves, we always introduce ourselves to others with an illusion. That illusion is the name we were given at birth, a name we did not know, nor desire. It was placed upon us by others wearing the mask of illusion, and now, at birth, we have been given our own mask in which to see the illusion. When I introduce myself with the vocal construct of my name “Shane”, “we” always begin with another vocal construct before we introduce you to our Maya. We say “I”. I am Shane, I am … so and so, and so on and on the illusion goes persists. I ask myself, who am “I” when the auditory vibrations roll off my tongue and into your ear when I say, “I am Shane”. I am nothing more than presence, I am nothing more than awareness. I am the Brahman.

In Hindu mythology, the Brahman is the highest form of existence, the supreme reality that all else that ever was, ever is, and ever will be is derived. When I think, who am I? I think of myself as a small tributary. The bends and curves, and even the flow from a higher elevation to a lower point in this little stream’s path, are all the summation of all my life’s experiences, my perception, and my awareness. Where does this tributary of life begin? From a small deviation in a much larger, mightier river, known as the river Brahman. Where does this tributary go? It follows a twisting, winding path, sometimes as still as the air, sometimes flowing with the haste of a lion. It evaporates into the air and eventually becomes the rain of a ferocious thunderstorm, or it becomes the intricate patterns we find on the gentle nudge of the first winter’s snowflake. Sometimes it runs deep under the ground. Where it is absorbed in the roots of a mighty oak tree. Sometimes it meets other tributaries, this diverse family of streams drawn to one another to create a lake so clear you could see straight to the bottom. In time the tributary always finds its way back to the source, the mighty river Brahman.

Photo By: Shane Donahue (Author) * Merrimack River

Sitting on the banks overlooking the mighty river Brahman is a being of awareness, they inquisitively study the Brahman, they study when the tributaries begin their own journeys, and when they return. This awareness keeps a record of their observations, this record is the Yuga Cycle, four eternal cycles of time. What is time but nothing more than the observation of the present by an observing awareness? Have you ever thought that if you could travel backward or forward in time you still would only be observing that present moment and that may even be from someone else perspective? Like a school of fish swimming through the mighty current of the Brahman, suddenly one of the fish jumps upstream into a quieter tributary. The fish is completely unaware that it still swims in the waters of the brahman. When the fish leaves the mighty brahman for a swim in any one of the tributaries, it is analogous to us, just awareness, presence, passing into another Yuga. This fish becomes lost and lonely in this tributary. The awareness on the banks of the Brahman records this fish’s journey as the Kali Yuga. In this Kali Yuga, the fish acquired beautiful shells and gems from the bed of the stream. Having these materialistic items helps the fish to forget how lonely it feels, separated from the Brahman. The fish wears the shells and gems like a mask.

Photo By Shane Donahue (Author) * Plum Island

I, me, and you are also in the age of the Kali Yuga. In this age of the Kali Yuga, we are disconnected from our spiritual and intellectual selves. We are driven by materialism and consumerism. The Kali Yuga is the fourth and worst yuga of all the cycles. In this cycle, we feel like a fish out of the divine waters, suffocating by our own lust for desire. Like the fish, we will soon move to the next Yuga, and alas the wayward fish reaches another tributary. The awareness on the banks of the Brahman records this as the Satya Yuga.

As we move into the Satya Yuga humanity will experience, once again, a new golden age, one mostly devoid of wickedness. One where righteousness reigns supreme and is an age of great spiritual awakening. If I am you and you are me, and we are the atman, or what we call in the west, the soul. Then I hope we will be able to reach samadhi. In samadhi, we become one with the mighty river, Brahman, again. Like the fish reaching the waters of the river Brahman once again, only to get lost amongst another tributary, a cycle that repeats for all time. But how did the fish do it? The fish became thirsty and drinks from the very waters it swims in and has a powerful awakening. The fish realizes still swims it never left the waters of the mighty river brahman. It was only an illusion, the great Maya, that fooled the fish into thinking it was lost. When the fish reaches the banks of the mighty river Brahman the awareness on the banks says to the fish "I am you, you are me, and we are made from the very water we reside amongst, we are the Brahman".


About the author

Shane Donahue

I spent time in the U.S Army where I served as a Behavioral Health NCO. Talking to Soldiers in a clinical setting during the wars was what inspired me to write... to be able to tell the whole story from different perspectives.

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