Our bodies occupy three dimensions instead of the two occupied by a movie, which means that I can go deeper into the image I see and touch, but that doesn’t make it any more real either.
What makes the body more real than a movie is Maya. Above all else, Maya is convincing. If it were not, we would all see through it, and yet the next layer of reality would be Maya as well. The process doesn’t ever have to end. As long as you want “proof” that the sensory world is real, Maya is deep enough to have all the layers you want.
Intellectually, we all know that empty space is all there is at the bottom of things, but to keep everyday life going, we agree to certain conventions. “Objective” science is the keeper of these ad hoc rules and performs an extremely valuable task so long as it remembers that rules are made to be broken.
Nothing forces you to try and break through Maya’s mask. As long as you accept the physical world at face value, your compliance keeps the machinery running. Rocks remain hard and solid, the wind blows, water makes things wet, and fire burns. Maya is very obliging.
The advantage of seeing through Maya is that the scientific spell, although it has given us this convenient modern life with its jets and computers, CAT scans and carrot juicers, has not done away with fear, violence, hatred, and suffering.
At a certain point, the mirage of molecules is not real enough to be satisfying. The illusion starts to dissolve–we have seen many instances of that by now–and then the search begins for the true reality hidden under the trick effects.
Adapted from Unconditional Life: Discovering the Power to Fulfill Your Dreams, by Deepak Chopra (A Bantam Book, 1991).