Any idea about what we really are is false, as it comes from a deceptive identification. Identification is a reiterated act occurring over time, i.e. a mental process whereby some features that appear as 'objects' in our experience (e.g. this body, this mind, this thought, this emotion, etc.) are regarded as our self or as a part of it.
By contrast, identity is just a given, an actuality that cannot be 'produced' in time: it can only be discovered, since it is already present as a doubtless sense of being ('I am'), though unknowable by our mind as an object in front of it.
When all ideas about ourselves collapse and this puzzling presence is recognized just as it is, through and beyond it the bottomless ground of being may shine forth as a glowing and ineffable awe.
A False Privilege
It is a false privilege to seem to extract ourselves from the messy mosaic of life by reaching for, upholding and hiding behind, spiritual truths that end up serving a sense of entitlement
