Just as creatures living in the deepest ocean trenches have no sense of pressure because that pressure is ubiquitous, the mind has no recognition of Awareness. In the same manner as coffee or tea or lemonade are flavored water the mind is flavored Awareness. If the mind is some funny shaped balloon creation Awareness is the air inside, and the balloon's rubber skin the voice of animal nature. On the other hand, if Awareness was an empty box, mind would be its contents. If Awareness were clay, mind would be form. The waves are the water.
When Awareness awakens to its Self and becomes the seat of individual identity it is called Enlightenment. The word "enlightenment" suggests itself: for the creature involved, the experience is exactly the same as a light coming on in a previously dark room. The obvious becomes apparent: for this particular creature the chrysalis of creature-hood has split open to reveal a child of the Universe.
This is the transformation described in "The Ten Bulls" of Zen Buddhist lore.
The Suchness of Awareness is Emptiness.
