Here is my mission in this life: To know myself.

Everything I experience in life has this single purpose.

Every stumble, every sorrow, every sensation.

As I know myself, so I express myself.

As I express myself, so I shape my world.

And the shape I give my world comes back to me in the shape of a world.

And feeling the shape of the world, I come to know the one who shapes it.

Knowing myself is my priority, the flavor I give my actions.

First, to know that I do not know myself.

That what I think I know about myself is trial and error.

Between the lines of what my mouth says, the emptiness in me speaks.

Second, to search for who I am.

To know that defining myself is not knowing myself.

That knowing myself is feeling who it is that longs to know itself.

Third, to allow myself to be.

I err, I get lost, I make myself up.

All is well just as I am.

Lastly, never give up.

Let the stumbles, sorrows and sensations be a step inward.

Above all, my mission.

This that I committed to.

This that moves me to smile.

This that I am.