How did I get here?

I can’t actually say how I arrived here, at this moment, right now. In my direct experience, which is what is actually real, I am unable to find the steps I took to arrive at this place. I can’t find the coffee I drank this morning or the car I drove to get here. I can’t find the sunshine or the breeze I felt on my walk to the office. I can’t find my walk to the office!

All I find is data flowing in through the senses and thoughts appearing.

To be sure, I can refer to memory and see a constructed timeline of events that tell a story of how I arrived at my desk at the office, but I can’t actually say that those events are real. How can I prove they happened? To do so, I must trust thought to be sure, and I can’t find certainty in thought. One moment the memory thought is here, the next it is not. How can that be trustworthy?

So what is certain?

This sense data is very obviously happening. I can hear sounds of keyboards clacking, the hum of the HVAC system, and people having conversations. I can see across the room and notice a clock, computer monitors, boxes, windows, blinds, coat racks… there are so many apparently separate objects in view. I can feel the pressure of that I label as “feet on the floor” and “butt in the the chair”, and I can smell and taste the flavor of coffee.

However, despite all this obviousness and clarity of what is appearing now, nowhere is there any proof that “I” came from “there” and arrived “here”.

It is more accurate to say “I have always been here.”

This is very paradoxical for the mind that really wants to build a narrative and believe that past and future events really happened.

If those beliefs are disregarded, what is left?

Simply The Obviousness of ‘What Is’.