The Miracle in the Mundane

  Taking a ride downtown this evening, I had  a thought:  how is it possible that this body, with all its elements, is travelling at such a high speed  to  get to  this other part of the city? When compared to the way things might have been centuries ago, this seems to be a kind of small miracle, to transport one's  being to such far distances to get from one place to the other. But it doesn't take long before I begin to wonder, is this body the place where the mind resides?  If so, how is it possible that so many locales can be experienced in a span of less than thirty minutes? This is indeed a strange thought to have. But I decided to entertain the possibility of something that seems initially to be so obvious as to be absurd.
   When I see the world only in relation to 'this body', I forget how far it's gone, how much I am able to see, hear and feel, and so on. I forget the intricacies of having a body to begin with, that can perceive so wide a range of emotions and situations. The more I relax and take in this experience, the more I begin to wonder, was "I" ever exclusively living 'in' this body to begin with? Or is the body only one of many vehicles of experience?
    This concept seems abstract, but it seems interesting to reflect, does anything one experience have this specific location in space and time? If so, where would one locate it? It might be easy for me to  say that three hours ago, I was downtown at Yonge and Bloor, or even provide a series of coordinates to say where I have been. But in fact, is there anyway to 'map' such raw experiences? These coordinates I create are just reference points to keep in mind in order to arrive at certain juncture points in experience. But the experience itself, the sense of being 'here' ---can it ever be placed in coordinates, as on a map? Perhaps a scientist might argue that everything can be mapped, but only if it's an object that already exists in space and time. For example, I can 'map' the cup in front of me by drawing coordinates and lines pointing to other objects around it, such as the desk or the wall. But can I do the same with this present experience? If so, what would that present experience compare to?
     In a sense, I can put it this way: I intellectually grasp this fact that I was at Yonge and Bloor about three hours ago. I have such coordinates in my mind, including a map of the area and a clock. But, in another sense, I  can't really say I moved anywhere after all. There is a sense that the experience arose but didn't arise from 'anywhere' in particular, or 'anytime'. It happened, but there is no preceding happening to experience. This is hard to convey, and perhaps easier to contemplate when I drop my thoughts.