Recently, I re-encountered Alice in Wonderland, and something shifted.
It no longer felt like a childhood tale — it felt like a mirror.
The rabbit hole.
The mirror.
The question that changes everything:
Who are you?
Alice does not avoid the strange or the unfamiliar.
She steps into it.
She allows herself to be changed.
And slowly, identity loosens.
I realized I have been walking that path all along —
through practice, through listening rather than performing,
through immersion rather than observation.
Not becoming someone else.
But gently dissolving what no longer fits.
Letting go of the false self.
Letting go of control.
Letting go of the inner Queen of Hearts that demands certainty.
If you stopped trying to become someone..
What might gently fall away?
This part of the journey comes from Part 2: The language of the Soul.