The “me”, our most intimate sense of self,
is something we grew into and take for granted.
It is a mental self-image that is kept alive through
10% misguided thinking and
The “me” is not a problem, but the root of suffering.
Believing it to be all “I am” creates
the sense of personal doership and lack.
Unhappiness is love in disguise,
inviting us to discern the conceptual “me”
from the experiential “I am”.