Pretend there is a magnet at your core, unknown to you, silently pulling you towards a place you have read about but have been reluctant to go yourself. You see, you live in a space managed by your ego. It’s not an entirely peaceful space, but you’re accustomed to it.
You and I could both make the same mistake and you might forgive me, but you would be much harder on yourself. Why is that? What is that condemning voice and where does it come from?