As I’ve mentioned in the last few posts, I’ve been building my awareness. First of my body, and expanding my awareness beyond it.
Once you realize down to the depths that your body really isn’t you, you’re faced with a whole new set of problems 
Firstly, since you aren’t your body, why must you be so intertwined with it when you could quite readily be happier doing other things?
I was struck by a scene in last night’s episode of Battlestar Galactica.
Spoiler alert! Watch it on Hulu first if you follow the series. If not, then don’t worry about it.
To set the scene, we have an artificial human talking to the person who constructed/created him. He is a machine, but biologically almost identical to humans, with all the joys, sorrows, and frailties that come with it.
He says to his creator:
“In all your travels, have you ever seen a star supernova?
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No. Well I have. I saw a star explode and send out the building blocks of the Universe. Other stars, other planets, and eventually other life. A supernova, creation itself.
I was there, I wanted to see it and be part of the moment.
And do you know how I perceived one of the most glorious moments in the universe? With these ridiculous gelatinous orbs in my skull. With eyes designed to perceive only a tiny fraction of the EM spectrum. With ears designed to hear only vibrations in the air.”
At this point the creator of this artifical human gently explains that he was made as human as possible.
“I don’t want to be human! I want to see gamma rays! I want to hear x-rays, and I want to smell dark matter. Do you see the absurdity of what I am? I can’t even express these things propery because I have to conceptualize complex ideas in this stupid limiting spoken language. But know I want to reach out with something other than these prehensile paws, and feel the solar wind of a supernova flowing over me. I’m a machine, and I can know much more. I could experience so much more, but I’m trapped in this absurd body and why? Because my … creators thought that God wanted it that way. “
The artificial human storms off, having had his tantrum.
Of course, it’s easy to long for what we don’t have. That’s part of how we are. It’s part of what make us, us. However, as I’m sure he didn’t consider, and many of us don’t: We have it pretty good here in human bodies. No Paradise necessarily, if you want to focus on the unpleasant. Yet, the artificial human later spoke wistfully of having a metal body, and being more mechanical.
The question is this: If he got his wish and his consciousness was moved to a body of metal, don’t you think he just might miss the subtle nuances of the experiences he had in a human body? Metal doesn’t handle softness very well. Taste, human vision, smell, and everthing that a human body provides is beautiful experience.
This is the gift of life itself. This is the reason all of this is here. The reason you’re sitting there reading and I’m sitting here writing. There’s still no way I’m going to drop all of my questing for higher awareness, but I’m not going to spurn the divine gift I’ve been given simply because it may not be all shiny at the moment.
It is when we appreciate and rejoice in what we have that we can open ourselves to more.
