"What am I, really? The beautiful thing is nobody can tell us what we are. Nobody can really tell us. Not in a way that’s going to be satisfactory to us. Our true nature is self-authenticating. When we bump into our true nature, it authenticates itself. Something inside us knows. This is what has been sought for, longed for, looked for. This is it. Usually, it’s not what we expected… "
PS: I am behind with my blog due to my life circumstances. I am transcribing my impressions of previous days in order to catch up with my posts