When I observe my own consciousness I perceive currents of identity, strands of personality, constantly forming and re-forming, weaving complex patterns intricately interwoven with the lives of other beings (human and non-human). No matter how long I observe I never find a solitary nucleus of self – separate and unchanging.
Looking in is looking out
Looking in is also looking out. To observe my own being is to observe all beings; to observe myself is to observe the world.