Consciousness
You walk, you go for a morning walk: in a way you are moving, in a way you are not moving. Your body is moving, your mind is moving, but your consciousness is the same. You were a child, then you became young, then old. Everything has moved and yet nothing has moved; your consciousness is still the same.
That‘s why it is very difficult... if you don‘t keep a record, if you don‘t have a birth certificate, if you don‘t have a calendar, it is very difficult to judge your age. If you close your eyes and you try to figure out how old you are, you will not be able to figure it out at all. [....]
You cannot judge by your own inner being; some outer measurement is needed. Why? -- because when you close your eyes and you look within it is always the same, it never changes -- and in a way, everything has changed. You will not be able to recognize your photograph when you were one day old -- or do you think you will be able to recognize? And in the mother's womb, in nine months' time, you passed through all the stages that life has passed through -- millions of years. First you were like a fish and finally you were like a monkey -- and very few people grow out of that stage! [....]
Just watch your mind and you will see: the monkey goes on jumping. Your mind is a monkey and it takes longer jumps -- quantum leaps -- than any monkey can ever do. The monkey can jump from one branch to another branch, from one tree to another tree, but not much, but you can jump from the earth to the moon. Your mind has become a greater monkey.
Every child comes to that stage in the mother's womb. If you are shown a picture or a series of pictures you will not be able to believe that "This is me!" The first day in the mother's womb, do you think you will be able to recognize? It will be just a dot, almost invisible to the naked eyes; you will need a microscope to see it. And then... but all those changes are peripheral; at the center you are still the same. Nothing has changed, nothing ever changes.
Watch when you are going for a morning walk tomorrow: the body moves, but something in you remains unmoving.
-Osho, “I Am That, #5“