If approached only through mental inquiry, without understanding from direct experience, consciousness may result in an apparently elusive term, an indecipherable prodigy hidden within the immense landscape of existence.

It could be perceived as not arising from a vacuum; however, it might depend on what we consider a vacuum.

Comprehension is often a subtle blossom, cultivated by the rich ground of context. To think of consciousness not recognizing its context would be similar to referring to a dance without the dancer.

In the case of consciousness, this can be a little complex though, because consciousness might be the context itself: the dance, the dancer, and the very background that accommodates both.

This may be understood by observing, rather than by asking. Emptiness, spaciousness, a meditative state, might provide an optimal sphere for realization.

A proper context for consciousness is not just regarding physical parts or bodily sensations. It transcends neural networks, sensory information, and emotional densities. Apart from being present in all just mentioned, it is the very background where everything takes place.

For a beginning to occur, it has to take place somewhere, in some background. A circle has neither beginning nor end.

Swimming is understood by swimming, not by thinking about it or by analyzing the different external elements implied, such as the swimming pool, the water, the swimsuit, and the swimmer.

Consciousness is understood by being consciousness itself, not by being conscious of something. If we are conscious of something, there are two aspects to it: the subject that is conscious and the object of observation.

Correctly understood, consciousness is awareness, without owner, without separated objects from it; it is pure awareness. It is existence itself.

To experience the nature of consciousness is to realize that harmony prevails; it is the greatest fulfillment.

Manifested or unmanifested awareness involves all there is.

The meaning of vacuum is related to emptiness, and emptiness is described as the state of containing nothing, as the immense emptiness of space. It could also be said, though, that emptiness is full of space.

Consciousness is precisely the aware emptiness full of space. It is full of capacity, full of possible expressions.

As an indivisible whole, it naturally loves itself and all its emanations.

Love, bliss, serenity, silence, pleasantness, spaciousness, or harmony are different wordings to refer to the same phenomenon: to the very essence of awareness.

We may say that, in essence, it finds expression through a pleasant silence, through a blissful love, through a serene harmony. Of course, as humans, we embody this indescribable marvel. We are it.

A cherry’s taste alone is a sensation; memory and feeling convert it into flavor. Consciousness is in the body that is experiencing it and in the background that all, including the body, is.

Awareness is the experience, the experiencer, and the experienced.

Searching for a universal description of consciousness is like pursuing reflections, for it changes with every different light of observation.

Instead, we can consider its nature as a resonant chord, each context being a different note, blending into a harmony that is both unique and ceaselessly fluctuating.

Wisdom is not about trying to grasp a fixed definition or form but in observing that it is all-encompassing and in the appreciation of its beautiful unfolding.

The sphere of consciousness is a living context, present in sensation, emotion, memory, and observation. It is in the existential tapestry and in its shifting patterns. The nature of its essence is revealed in this rich interplay.

Realizing that it is always present and that we are inseparable from it is realizing our eternal nature.