Francis Lucille used Swiss cheese as a metaphor for awareness and thoughts, sensations, perceptions. My mind leapt ahead, assuming awareness would be the holes in the cheese. No! Our thoughts, sensations, and perceptions are represented by the holes in the cheese, because in the end, they are not consequential. They come and go.
Awareness is the cheese itself.
I’ve been playing with this image. When I notice that thoughts or feelings have swept my attention away from presence, I imagine them slipping through the holes in the cheese, never to be seen again. What am I left with? The substantiality of the cheese, presence itself.
The metaphor completely falls apart, as all pointers do: it suggests that awareness or presence is a findable, touchable thing. We have to forgive language for that, and simply welcome the flavor it leaves.
© Skye Blaine, 2011