THE TRANSPARENCY OF THE BODY AND THE LIGHT OF AWARENESS

There’s often a quiet openness that lingers after meditation—a gentle intimacy with what is here. Yet even in this stillness, the mind may stir, reaching for meaning or trying to frame the moment in thought. But the deeper invitation is not to interpret experience or add anything to it. Instead, it is to soften into a seeing that is already awake.

In this spirit of quiet inquiry, we turn to the body—not as something to transcend or fix, but as something to meet with clarity and intimacy. What is the body when seen not through the lens of concept or identity, but as it truly is in direct experience?

For many on the spiritual path, the body is treated in extremes. Some traditions exalt it as sacred, a temple to be revered. Others see it as illusion, a problem to be overcome. But both perspectives, however well-intentioned, often miss something essential. They tend to view the body as separate from awareness, as if it were something apart from our true nature.

But what if the body is neither inherently sacred nor profane?
What if it is simply a movement of consciousness, a temporary dance of sensation within the field of being?

To see the body clearly is to see that it is not a fixed object. Not truly “mine.” Not something solid and separate. Rather, it is a transparency—a fluid appearance through which the light of awareness shines.

Of course, the body exists in a conventional sense. We feel pain, we breathe, we age. It functions, it expresses, it lives. But when we look deeper—not through the lens of thought, but through direct experience—we begin to sense something more subtle. We find that what we call “the body” is a field of sensations. And these sensations are not separate from awareness itself.

There is no boundary where awareness ends and the body begins.

Right now, turn your attention toward your hands. Feel them from the inside—not as a concept, not as “my hands,” but as raw, living sensation. Is there a clear edge to this sensation? Or does it float in something more spacious? And is that spaciousness truly separate from awareness? Or is it awareness?

Now bring that same openness to the whole body. Let go of the image of the body, the idea of “my back” or “my chest.” Simply feel what is here—warmth, tingling, contraction, aliveness. Is there a solid thing called “body” here? Or is there a dance of sensation within a vast field of knowing?

This is not a mental exercise. It is a shift in perception.
A movement from identification to openness. From contraction to fluidity. From being the body to being the awareness in which the body appears.

When we are identified as the body, we feel separate—vulnerable, limited, defined by time and form. But when the body is seen clearly, it no longer imprisons us. It no longer defines us. It no longer divides us from life. It becomes transparent. A vehicle of expression, yes—but not a container of identity.

This is the paradox of nondual embodiment. We do not abandon the body. We do not transcend it in a disembodied way. Rather, we see through it. And in this seeing, we meet the body more intimately than ever before.

There is great tenderness in this. Great love.

No longer rejecting, no longer clinging, we meet the body as it is: tired, alive, aching, soft, still. Each sensation is welcome. Each moment is transparent.

And in that transparency, something extraordinary is revealed:
What we are is not confined to flesh or history.
What we are is vast, unmoving, luminous—and utterly intimate.
It sees through the eyes, hears through the ears, feels through the hands—but it is not limited by any of these.

The body becomes a doorway, not an obstacle.
A meeting place of the divine and the human.
Where awareness takes form—not to divide, but to express.
Where life reveals itself—not as “me” or “mine,” but as the unbroken field of being.

Let us not turn away from the body.
Let us not idealize it or deny it.
Let us simply be still and see it as it is:
A ripple in the ocean of awareness.
A transparency through which the light of being shines.

And when this is known—not as a belief, but as a living truth—
Then every sensation, every breath, every movement becomes part of the dance of freedom.
Not separate. Not other.

Simply this.
Being itself, appearing as you.

“Awareness is not inside the body looking out. Nor is it outside the body looking in. It is the undivided field in which the body appears. When this is seen, the body becomes transparent to Being.”

Thank you for reading.

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