When we look at the body in finer and finer detail, can we find what we’re protecting? If we visualize searching right down amid the very marrow for the thingness of our body, can we find it? Attachment to one’s physical form is based on the body being a reliable, continuous entity. But can we pinpoint what we’re clinging to when we probe its depths?
From No Time to Lose by Pema Chödrön, page 138-139