I feel like there is a piece of me that has isolated itself from the rest.
while the rest of me is doing the walking and the talking and even the thinking and the feeling, this piece is separated, watching it all.
But it does more than watch.
It provides commentary, and even narration in the third person like I'm a character in a story.
Sometimes, I wish I could integrate it into myself, but I have no idea how.
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Sounds like a variant of "monkey mind".
Sit down to meditate.
Calming breaths. Begin.
Inhale exhale. One. Inhale exhale. Two. Inhale exhale. Three.
gotta-shop-for-dinner-return-my-library-books-check-I-locked ...
Inhale exhale. One. Inhale exhale. Two. Inhale exhale. Three. Inhale-exhale. Four.
Did-I-fill-the-birdfeeder-will-weather-be-good-for-weekend-picnic-go-shopp...
We just return to the breath, over and over and over and over and ...
Slowly, monkey mind (or narrator) calms. Can take years to decades (sorry).
Pushing the monkey/narrator away just reinforces it, just feeds it. We can't push them away, any more than we can push the ground away. "Pushing', 'fighting' just reinforces them.
We just return to the mediation, or when 'off the cushion', we just return to the task at hand.
You can see/hear this returning in ourselves, in others. There's a distraction, and the returning is announced with "Now, where was I?"
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The Narrator will slowly fade into the background, like the radio I have playing during all my waking hours. Sometimes, I will wake up a bit with "Dang! They're playing one of my many favorite pieces of music, and I didn't >hear< the first half...".