When was the last time you got bare naked—right down to your essence?
The term essence seems to me to hide some assumptions that don’t hold up very well.
Sure we can strip away superficial stories that over simplify the complexity that we are, and we are each complex, much more like a city than like a singular entity, and there is a singular aspect that emerges from that complexity.
It seems to me that there is power in understanding both the singular and the multitudinous aspects of what we seem to be.
It seems likely that I’ve gone a bit deeper into that exploration than most.
I spend quite a bit of time in those depths.
In that sense, I’m about as naked as anyone ever is.