Buddhism does not recognise any soul, which means that it does not recognise your “essence of the human person”. There is a human person, but just a human person.
Setting “soul” aside for the moment, I was trying to describe what it is that defines myself as a human person. I can lose a leg, lose my teeth, lose my memory, but I am still an existing person. I exist here and now. My human nature exists here and now. What is it that says that this or that living being is a human person?
There is no “essence of human person” in addition. There is something which changes and runs through many lifetimes but that is not “human” since not all of those lifetimes have to be human lifetimes.
Are there simple, basic metaphysical principles in Buddhism? Not that I am currently knowledgeable in metaphysics. Only that my memory of studying metaphysics is a good one. Walking out of class one night, there was total exhilaration because I could accept the Catholic Eucharist with my intellect in addition to my faith. I cannot explain this acceptance only that the nature of living beings was beginning to make sense to me.
To get back to “just a human person”, I am looking at human life as being singular or individualistic. There is something inherent and crucial which makes me a person distinct from other people; yet, at the same time, it connects me to all other people. It is that element which makes me me and makes me part of the unity of humanity. This concept is what I am referring to when I say that the human person, worthy of profound respect, remains despite changes that occur. Whatever that element is called, I consider it as being essential to me personally. It sticks to me.
Obviously, I do not believe in reincarnation. And I do not have the training to use the meditation exercise which focuses on any animal in post 106. It is not my intention to profane it in any way. Nonetheless, as I tried to experience it, there seemed to be a deep relationship content expressed in the word “my”. To me, “my” signified something which is indispensible to human nature. It was that something which bonds my father, my daughter to me.
My guess is that some of my metaphysical training is escaping from my subconscious in a disorderly fashion.
I would like to have your reaction to the above thoughts. You definitely present a challenge which is good. It seems to me that there could be a meeting ground regarding the human person just being a human person. If that happens as I think it would, the truth that the human person is worthy of profound respect could be considered universal if not absolute.
Besides needing a bit of a brain rest, I will be traveling to a First Communion celebration and then to visit a long time friend. I may not come straight home, but instead go the opposite direction to visit other family members. The point is that I may or may not find a granny friendly computer. Furthermore, the need to get packing organized prevents me from finishing a reply to your post. I do have the two separate axes highlighted in orange.
Blessings,
granny
The shepherds sing; and shall I silent be?
from the poem “Christmas” by George Herbert