The Empty Self
Unfixed? Unresolvable? Amorphous? Words fail.
“Empty” is a terrible word.
If a friend, in a vulnerable moment, leans toward me and whispers, “I feel so empty,” I offer comfort, not congratulations.
But Anatta—Buddhism’s word for the emptiness of self—is a foundational teaching. “Form is no other than emptiness,” the Heart Sutra tells us. “Emptiness is no other than form.”
The Sanskrit word, Anatta, translates literally as “no-self”—except “no self” isn’t quite it, either. Emptiness does not mean there are no selves appearing or that nothing exists.
Our senses confirm that something is here; just look around. We may not know what is happening, but we can be sure something is. Forms are appearing. That undeniable truth is, in Peter Brown’s words, “the one fact.”
This truth doesn’t disappear with the recognition of Anatta; rather, the boundaries, orientations and fixed definitions mind imposes on this “one fact” are recognized as interpretations—far less certain than they seem.
Edges blur. Solidity loosens—and this lack of any fixed essence anywhere applies not just to the self but to everything, even to the notion of Anatta itself.
In continuing our journey down Nāgārjuna’s rabbit hole of emptiness, I came this week to his sixth chapter in The Fundamental Wisdom of the Middle Way—“On Desire and the Desirous One.”
The topic of desire in this chapter is a bit of a red herring.
Nāgārjuna doesn’t seem to care much about desire or the effort we put into managing and subduing it. He is not even trying to get rid of a desirer or prove that a desirer does not exist.
He’s doing something more precise.
He’s showing how whenever we imagine an entity behind an activity—a desirer desiring some desirable thing—that imaginary entity cannot be separated from the activity itself. It’s one unified process divided only afterwards by thought.
Nāgārjuna is interested in Anatta not as an absence, but as the presence of subtle, inter-dependent movement.
Desire, as movement, is a powerful choice for exploration. It immediately touches the place where suffering seems to arise.
We don’t merely have desires. We feel captured by them, and because we feel captured, the existence of a desirer seems self-evident. The thought structure is almost automatic:
Desiring is here.
Therefore there must be a me who desires.
Therefore I must somehow manage, purify, suppress, fulfill, transcend, or heal these desires.
The whole project of self-improvement rests on these assumptions.
Nāgārjuna reaches right into the center of this thought process and gives it a good shake, cracking its unexamined foundations.
Many people hear teachings on Anatta and imagine that with this crack in the foundations, thoughts and feelings will become faint or emotionally flat—dull and uninteresting.
In the midst of intense suffering, this expectation of detached dullness might even have a certain appeal.
But the actuality is closer to the opposite.
Life’s flavor remains—the vividness. It may even intensify. What diminishes is the sense of permanence, ownership, and consequence. A desire appears, shines, moves, and dissolves without leaving behind the residue of the belief: This is mine.
When a feeling is not owned, it doesn’t become less poignant. In some ways it is more intimately felt.
Recall a feeling of grief, for example: The ache in the throat. The tenderness. The love. The longing. None of that disappears with the recognition of Anatta. But the construction: “My grief, happening to me, revealing something about me”—that loosens.
The feeling remains vivid. The ownership becomes transparent.
Another way to say it is this: ownership seems to freeze experience; emptiness reveals its perpetual, inter-dependent movement.
The real astonishment may not be the realization of the self’s intangibility, but the wondrous tenderness of undivided experience fully felt.
This tenderness is one reason I feel cautious when nondual teachings talk about “abiding as centerlessness” or “remaining as no-self.” The language can subtly suggest that centerlessness is the truth and centeredness is the mistake. But in direct experience, both are appearances.
A sense of being located behind the eyes can appear.
A sense of being nowhere can appear.
A sense of being everywhere can appear.
A sense of being in the chest can appear.
A sense of being spread through the room can appear.
All of these are experiential configurations. None is holdable or owned.
The deeper question is: what is knowing them—and is there any evidence in direct experience that this knowing is separate from the experiential movement of appearances?
Nāgārjuna uses reasoning to show how the search for a separate self doesn’t just reveal an absence—it reveals an inter-dependence—a single, undifferentiated appearance of movement as knowing.
Reasoning loosens the fist; feeling reveals what the fist was obscuring.
Opening to the intimacy of this empty knowing can be a wild ride. Certainties crumble and fall away, but what remains is not nothing, and it’s always right here, closer than close. Without boundaries. Astoundingly simple.
Feel it. Full contact. Its movement is not holdable, but it touches itself with every breath.
What is it?
Don’t answer. Breathe deep. Let’s explore.
(A transcript of the guided meditation is included below for those who prefer to move at their own pace.)
Guided Exploration
The Desirous One
Allow yourself to settle comfortably.
Let the body be exactly as it is.
No need for experience to be any different than what is here now.
No need to quiet the mind.
Simply notice what is already here.
Feel the weight of the body.
The pressure of the chair.
The movement of breathing.
The play of sounds.
Everything appearing effortlessly.
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Now bring to mind something you want.
It need not be dramatic.
Perhaps a cup of tea.
A vacation.
Relief from discomfort.
A message from a loved one.
More peace.
Simply allow some desire to become present.
Notice how the body responds.
Perhaps there is a leaning forward.
A feeling of incompleteness.
An image.
A thought.
A subtle pull or ache.
Let the experience be vivid.
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Now look carefully.
The desire is present.
But where is the one who desires?
Maybe the thought “I desire” appears, but is that thought the desirous one?
Maybe an image of yourself appears.
Is that image the desirous one? Can an image desire?
If the mind says simply, “I am the one who desires,” look at that “I.”
What is it made of?
A sensation?
A memory?
A word?
Does it have a location?
Can you find its boundaries?
Notice that whatever appears can itself be observed.
And if it can be observed,
can it be the observer?
Desire may still be present.
Wanting may still be present.
Longing may still be present.
Nothing needs to disappear.
Desire does not need to go away.
We are only asking whether a separate owner of desire can be found.
What is actually here?
There may be wanting.
Or longing.
There is movement.
But is there, anywhere in direct experience, a separate desirous one standing apart from the desiring?
Or is there simply this living activity,
appearing without an independent owner?
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Rest here.
Not reaching for an answer.
Not trying to conclude,
Exploring the actuality.
Agency Without a Doer
And now let’s look at another subtlety related to feeling like a separate self.
Perhaps you feel like a do-er, an agent of action, a person sitting here breathing, listening.
What is that feeling of being a separate person exactly?
When you look directly at the sense, what do you actually find in experience?
There might be intention.
Or choosing.
There is responding.
There is speaking or thinking.
There is taking a breath or adjusting a posture.
There is deciding whether to continue sitting or to get up and walk outside.
All of that is undeniably present.
The question is not whether any of this appears as experience. It clearly does.
The question is whether an independently existing agent can be found.
Those are very different questions.
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Try moving your fingers a little.
The intention appears.
The fingers stir.
The movement feels voluntary.
Nothing in the experience requires you to deny that.
But where is the separate owner of the intention?
Where is the independent agent apart from the intending and the moving?
Is it a thought? A sensation? An image? An unexamined assumption?
The experience of agency remains.
The imagined entity that possesses agency is hard to locate when we actually try.
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A View without a Viewer
What other assumptions lie hidden in the feeling of separation?
Despite our inability to find an independent agent or desirous one, there may still be a sense that you are here, looking out at a world apart. You might notice a feeling of being separate that comes from feeling like a viewer.
Don’t try to get rid of this feeling.
Instead, become interested in it.
Where does this sense of being a separate viewer seem to be located?
For many people, it feels as though it’s somewhere behind the eyes, or inside the head.
Without accepting or rejecting this impression, gently turn toward it.
What exactly is here behind the eyes?
Is there pressure?
Tightness?
Warmth?
Vibration?
A sense of density?
A feeling of orientation?
An image of a face?
An image of a space behind the eyes?
Take your time.
Notice that whatever is discovered is itself being experienced.
A pressure is experienced.
A tension is experienced.
An image is experienced.
A feeling of being located is experienced.
Now ask:
Is what I find actually the observer, or is it something being observed?
Pause.
Perhaps there is a subtle movement of attention, as though something is trying to turn around and catch itself.
Notice that movement too.
Is the movement the observer?
Or is the movement also appearing?
Again, gently ask:
What is it that is supposedly behind the eyes?
Not what should be there.
Not what philosophy or science says is there.
Not what memory says is there.
What is actually present in experience?
Look carefully.
Can you find a boundary separating the observer from what is observed?
Can you find a location from which experience is being viewed?
Or do you find only sensations, images, thoughts, and the persistent assumption that these imply a viewer?
Rest here.
There is a view.
There is a perspective.
There may even be a strong feeling of being someone located here.
But is that feeling itself anything more than another appearance?
Nothing needs to disappear.
The sense of being a viewer can remain exactly as it is.
Simply notice:
The view is undeniable.
The viewer, like the desirous one and the agent, remains strangely elusive.
And perhaps this elusiveness is not a failure of investigation,
but a clue.
Desire as Movement/Participation
We have been noticing the difficulty of finding a separate self, and that is helpful, but now let’s turn our attention not to what we cannot find but to what we can.
What is here?
We cannot deny that something is here. We know it’s here because we feel it. We may not be able to say what it is, but it has a texture.
It’s moving, shifting, shimmering. Unholdable.
There is sometimes a tendency in spiritual communities to privilege stillness over movement—even to disparage movement as restlessness, suffering, seeking.
But look carefully right now. Feel the movement here, how thoughts appear and fall away, sensations tingle or pulse, feelings arise and sometimes linger before fading away.
Feel how the unchanging stillness of awareness holds every movement inseparably from itself.
Without this movement, would the felt texture of this aliveness be possible? Can you find awareness separate from this movement?
Feel how this movement happens by itself.
Does some of this movement feel like you and some of it not feel like you? Or is it all just intimately here, without boundaries of any kind?
Does this movement imply a lack, a need, a problem?
Or is it simply participation?
Is this movement reaching toward something absent?
Or is it life touching itself everywhere, like loving hands in darkness?
The breath moves, the heart throbs, sounds vibrate, sensation tingles.
Feel the movement—stirring, blooming, changing, evolving.
Like a plant growing toward sunlight, fruit ripening, stars burning themselves out.
Is there any deficiency here?
Is there any evidence here that this movement is born from incompleteness?
Feel life tasting and touching itself.
Could you stop this if you tried?
Perhaps there is a sense of wanting to push this movement away like it’s a problem or to grasping it as though it’s a solution. Perhaps the thought arises: “I should control this or keep it. I am causing thoughts and feelings to appear.”
Notice that thought if it comes up. Can you find the one who caused it?
Movement continues. Can you find a cause anywhere?
Thoughts and sensations appear, attention shifts.
Can you find the one moving attention?
Feel how this movement touches and explores itself.
Like a hand caressing the bark of a tree, without trying to possess it.
A musician touching the keys of a piano—not trying to own the music.
A grandmother stroking a child’s hair—not trying to possess the child.
The contact itself IS the fulfillment.
The movement lacks nothing beyond itself.
The reaching is already the arrival.
Feel the nourishment of this living movement.
It knows what it’s doing.
Trust grows along with our capacity to feel this aliveness fully.
Each breath a loving exploration.
Never the same breath twice.
What is it now?
Taste it. Feel it.
Always here.
Always closer than close.
Empty, tingling aliveness.
Unowned. Uncontained.
Anatta.
but love never fails