Consciousness is perfectly embodied, not just inseparable from its embodiment, from its outside, but one with its presentifying expression in immediacy. Holding on to this thought, experiencing through it, makes it all arise more vividly, and that is all the proof of it that it needs. But like all such interpreted insights it remains a thought, a particular topology that reflection has learned to give in experience. The determining thought is well-established like the solution to a problem it can't be tampered with very much, but it only can do what it does because of a certain freedom that exists at a still higher plane, known but unaccustomed. You determine yourself to experience in a certain way and however fine that way is, however much it resolves prior questions or doubts, the act of determining remains more real, remains the site of the mystery. Nothing you have discovered about the topology of consciousness applies to that level out of reach; because it determines it is itself entirely undetermined. It's the topology of that that draws you onward.