It is amazing to think that we were all babies. Just before that, we didn’t exist at all. As babies, we spent our days in perpetual wonder, experiencing whatever was happening. If we felt discomfort, we cried. If we felt joy, we laughed. Food went into us and poop came out of us. We soaked up love like sponges.
At some point in our lives, we got the idea that we were something different from everything around us. We began to get ideas about what we were and what we were not. We learned who we could and could not trust. We learned that the world was safe or scary. We learned how to negotiate our emotions. We learned that when we do certain things, the world responds in a certain way. Those ideas, formed in our earliest years, remain with us.
These ideas about ourselves and others, life and death, good and bad, formed by child versions of ourselves, with little to no consideration at all, became solid. Now, as older versions of ourselves, we spend our lives defending those ideas with our thoughts and actions. Even though these ideas can cause us considerable pain, we defend them, sometimes to the death.
These solid ideas are not really solid at all, they are just ideas. They are habitual, unexamined ways of thinking. If we practice looking at these ideas about what we we think we are and we remind ourselves that we really don’t know anything for certain, we can start chipping away at those ideas that cause our pain. If we chip away enough, we may just find our baby mind again, delighting and despairing without any fear of the future or regret of the past. If we chip away even more, we may discover our mind before we were born. Then we could radiate love like the Sun.