1. What Has Become Clear

I am beginning to see my inner world more clearly:

• Consciousnessonly: the world I see is the world colored by my mind.

• Store consciousness: old seeds can surface at any moment.

• Habit energy: automatic reactions, faster than thought.

• Recognition: the light that keeps me from being swept away.

• The past: not stored in time, but in the store consciousness.

• Letting go: not forgetting, but seeing the hand that is holding.

• The self: the “I” that always wants to be nourished, and therefore is always insecure.

• Nonself: when there is no one left to be hurt, suffering has nowhere to cling.

I see more clearly now that:

• it is not others who hurt me,

• not memories that hurt me,

• not emotions that hurt me,

but the self inside me that is touched.

And when I see the self, it weakens.

 

2. What Still Confuses Me

Some very old seeds, when they surface, still pull me away.
Some habit energies react so quickly that I cannot recognize them in time.

Some memories I thought had dissolved
come alive again with just the smallest condition.

I am also confused because:

• sometimes I can let go,

• sometimes I hold on very tightly.

I still do not fully understand nonself.

There are moments when I see very clearly—
and then I fall back into the familiar self.

 

3. Questions I Want to Ask My Teacher

• How can I see the hand that is holding the moment it begins to grasp?

• How can I avoid feeding the self without falling into passivity?

• When the past surfaces, how can I avoid retelling the old story in my mind?

• Is nonself a continuous state, or only brief moments of clarity?

 

4. What I Want to Continue Cultivating

I want to keep recognizing each seed as it arises.

I want to look at habit energy without judgment.
I want to release the hand that is holding—
not through effort, but through clear seeing.

I want to live with the understanding that:

• emotions are just clouds,

• the past is only a shadow,

• the self is only an image,

• and suffering is only clinging.

 

5. Illuminating Sentence

“It is not the memory that holds me—
it is I who am holding the memory.”