Calling BS on Ourselves

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You aren’t who you think you are.

You couldn’t possibly be who you think you are because anything thought has to say about what you are is just more thought. The REAL YOU isn’t a thought.

The REAL YOU is literally the light sparkling on a summer lake, the stars, the moon, the blade of grass, the socks on your feet, and everything else that is.

THIS, herenow, always—that is what you are.

Boom,
KB

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