A birthday letter to my son - by Jibran el Bazi
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An epistolary essay about guidance and letting go.
"Dad, who am I?" You ask me with caramel chocolate in your mouth while we are sitting on a fallen tree trunk. I am surprised by your question. The way in which you ask the question shows me you don't mean to ask if you are your name, Bran, but who you are beyond that. I wonder what sparked your question. Could it be because you feel so connected to your senses at this very moment? This moment where you sit out in the sun, eating your chocolate and enjoying nature. Has this moment of bliss helped you notice that your sense of self can dissolve and that the dividing line between you, and…
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