Who are you?

your name? your place of birth? your job? your things? your friends? your thoughts? your feelings? your experiences? The honest answer is, you don’t know. And in the broadest, most loving sense, you don’t have to know. You are you. That’s enough. But, you’ll say: “Life gets in the way [of me finding out]”. Or, to… Continue reading Who are you?

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