On one level there is nobody to whom to say thank you.
When we make a request to what we could term existence, and it happens, the request is fulfilled, there is a temptation to say, “Thank you.” And there’s a sweetness to that as well. But if we go to another level, as you were saying, there really isn’t anything, anybody, any … to thank for. At some level of awakening there’s something realized that can’t be explained even to the self, and that is, there isn’t anything else. Not only is there not a god, there isn’t anything we can call existence. There is only … the unexplainable.
And as Buddha said, “out of the whole came the whole, and the whole remained whole.” So we could say, we are part of the whole, but that doesn’t seem to be correct. We are the whole. And then the mind can say, “Well, how can I be the whole, if the person sitting next to me is the whole as well?” But that’s the restriction of the function of the mind. The mind is an either – or. It has to split everything into duality in order to see it. So, it has to make black in order to see white and vice versa. And so there isn’t anything you can really thank.
And there might be on different levels. If we go to the ultimate – now because, “Thou art that. I am that I am”. But there could be some little fun things on the way, like you might have beings, who are not in their bodies, around you, and they’re looking for you to make an opening, making a request. So that they can be part of something. I don’t think they’re able to actually do anything without our permission. So we need to give them permission, not the ultimate, but it might be a level of what’s going on here.
So you say, you went to say thank you. And I do it even to another level. When I use a screw driver, I thank the screw driver. I really do. Whatever, I thank everything all the time. As though, we’re all in this party together, and everything has a life, everything. So, I’m saying thank you all the time.
And if we look at what … the perspective of what I’m attempting to share now, we could really say, I’m thanking myself … but then we could also say there’s no self. So who is thanking whom? And I don’t go there. I just enjoy saying thank you. I love it. I feel good when I say thank you. I love my screw drivers! They never go back dirty or wet or … I always look after them and put them in their little slot … everything!
So yes … and no … There isn’t something to thank … and on another level there is.