That part of you that you are inspired by but keep inside—
That part of you that you imagine would off-balance everything in your life but you come to again and again as a daydream (or as who you are in a parallel universe)—
That part of you that cannot be compared with what others are doing because you’d pretty much be paving the road for it; that you protect so mightily from judgment and failure, so it can only come up as a lump or an ache somewhere in your body, or as a feeling of loss, anxiety or of being cheated—
That’s who you really are.