Who are you? How could I ever know? So the question turns to, “Who am I?” Am I contained within my body? Or does my identity exist across fields of experience or as an ever-changing pattern that defies being known? Perhaps there is a moment in each of our lives when we recognize our consciousnessContinue reading “Where does who you are reside?”
Category Archives: Little Stories
Flight
Sometimes I am a creation of myself. I transform. I fly. I always thought that if I could fly, I would look down on all the earth has to offer. But now that I can, I just enjoy the flight.
Mark Holmgren 