The Sky and the Sand
- kiranjoshi9
- 7 days ago
- 2 min read

While in Kathmandu, I witnessed a sight of human bodies being cremated on open funeral pyres. As the flames rose, I could not help but think that just moments ago, these bodies could feel the heat and now they are on fire. What changed?
We may never fully unlock the mysteries of birth and death, but this experience drew me toward exploring the nature of consciousness, that process of "knowing" or awareness.
The Luminous Process
As a seeker, I see consciousness as a dynamic process. It is what allows the senses to register the world (eyes to see, nose to smell, skin to feel the touch, tongue to taste, the ears to hear, and the mind to think). Consciousness arises, shifts, and dissolves according to what is happening at that moment.
It is tempting to view this consciousness or awareness as a "Soul" in the traditional Hindu sense, something that dissolves back into an original source at death. Yet the Buddha suggested that consciousness is a stream, arising and dissolving moment by moment. Nothing solid travels on, and nothing is truly annihilated; there is only a lawful unfolding.
The Vast and the Minute
In the stillness of meditation, consciousness may reveal its dual nature. It is as vast as the sky. When the mind settles, a deep, luminous blueness can arise where there is pure joy that doesn't depend on the material world. This blue may soften into a golden light, opening and closing like a lotus with the rhythm of the breath.
Yet consciousness is also as precise as a grain of sand. Through mindfulness, we can catch the smallest flicker of irritation or the subtlest pull of desire before they turn into action. In that moment of seeing, we find our freedom. We can choose kindness over anger, and wisdom over delusion.
Consciousness has no fixed size and no fixed identity. It is both vast as a sky yet fine as a grain of sand. To watch it arise and pass, knowing without possessing, is, perhaps, the greatest journey we can take.
I may have arisen more questions than the answers. Perhaps, it is just the limitations of the language. Or, it is the vast mystery of birth and death! But this journey is worth taking.



Comments