I’ve been reflecting on what we really are, beneath all the thoughts and habits we’ve picked up over the years. It seems like our true self is this quiet, peaceful presence—just pure Being. But we often get so wrapped up in our minds, in that constant stream of thoughts and reactions, that we mistake that noise for who we are. That noisy part feels so real, but maybe it's just a temporary pattern of energy, shaped by everything we’ve learned and experienced.
When I cling to that noisy identity, it really shapes how I see everything. It can feel limiting, like I'm wearing a mask I forgot I put on. But there's something reassuring about noticing the difference—between that conditioned personality and the quiet essence underneath. It’s like beginning to gently peel away layers that aren’t really me, which somehow makes everything feel lighter and more authentic.
