I feel myself as if I am cut into parts, divided up into different layers, and somehow these parts and layers are separate. It’s not like an onion, it’s like random objects floating, dispersed, in the sea. That is how I feel my core values, memories, dreams and desires are distributed. Especially the memories. I want to become the onion I want to be whole. Wholeness is presence, wholeness is divinity, wholeness is holy.
Sea of Self
