The observer is the ego. No disguise.

There’s a wonderful metaphor:

The ego is a wedding-crasher.

He dances with everyone and enjoys the buffet.

The bride thinks he’s a member of the groom’s family, and the groom thinks he’s a member of the bride’s.

Everybody assumes he’s legit.

The ego is a false observer that arises simultaneously with the object it seems to observe.

You see a river and you think you are looking at it.

Doesn’t it feel like there’s a border where you stop and the river begins?

But there isn’t.

It’s an illusion.

The river isn’t separate from awareness.

Neither are “you.”

As long as you focus on objects, you will seem to be the observer.

Turn instead toward the feeling of “I.”

How do you do this?

Just be.

Pure awareness has no limitations.

This is what you actually are.

photo by Kristen Munk