
Its total presence was my total absence, body and soul. Lighter than air, clearer than glass, altogether released from myself, I was nowhere around. ~ Douglas Harding, On Having No Head Without egotism, the mind is as large as the universe. ~ Helen Keller, The world I live in No eyes, ear, nose, tongue, body, mind: no color, sound, taste, touch or what the mind takes hold of. ~ The Heart Sutra Where am I, the locus of my mind, where the ego arises in consciousness? When I am awake and close my eyes, it feels like I am hovering vaguely behind them in the darkness, still peeking out at the world through the mind’s aperture. But what if I were blind? Would “I” be more likely to be found spiraling along the dark and noiseless maze of the inner ear waiting for sound? And if I were both deaf and blind? Maybe “I” would have completely migrated from my head into the palm of my hand that “binds me to the world” anticipating touch (Helen Keller)? And if sense deprivation complete...