I have been experimenting with calling ‘self’ something else in an attempt to give my observation of it another perspective. I refer to it as the ‘I’-thought/mind, to bind it into a kind of group of words that describe the best way I know, of what it appears to be.
The ‘I’-thought/mind is uncomfortable, the ‘I’-thought/mind is fearful, the ‘I’-thought/mind is protective of it’s self. The ‘I’-thought/mind has it’s limits.
The ‘I’-thought/mind is offended, something is challenging ‘I’-thought/mind. I-thought/mind is on a roll, everything inside and out is supporting its reality. The world supports I-thought/mind. Ownership and authorship are attributes, of the I-thought/mind. Looking into it deeply the ‘I’ appears only at best as a dimensionless point in a vast endless expanse, but ‘I’-thought/mind has given ‘I’ substance and sustenance.
When the light or attention or awareness of intense looking is shone on ‘I’-thought/mind there appears to be a little space around it, it does not impose quite so closely on the organism. One feels a little lighter, less burdened by the heavy ‘self’. As Eckhart Tolle would say. I know that is not good enough.