Decades on this exact path have given me one thing: I can feel where you’re stuck almost before you can name it yourself.

The key is to find another human being like you — not a distant or emotionally detached guru or guide — who will practically show you that what you’ve been searching for is already available to you.

And who, moreover, will make you actually touch it — though I keep asking myself: is there a way to feel something this alive without killing it?

After all, I’m always on the move — like you are — and with me it moves as well, naturally and unavoidably.

So, I cannot stop and grasp it, because then it would die (like catching the most beautiful and ethereal butterfly, only to destroy its wings for good), and then I’d also die, because it is essentially who I am.

And this, paradoxically yet genuinely, is what allows us to interact in a truly meaningful way: as long as I haven’t arrived, I’ll always be close enough, so that you can feel and draw on me anytime.

And you will always also be able to relate to me, because I’ll never be too far ahead to feel distant, aloof and cold. On the contrary, as time goes by, I can only become warmer and get closer – and this will never end.

So, if you want certain answers (in an inherently uncertain life, from which uncertainty all its beauty and meaning derive), immovable guidelines (which attempt to guide you within a labyrinth, of which the walls and corridors are constantly on the move, particularly when viewed as fixed) and roadmaps built in exhaustive detail (which, however, represent unwalkable paths), this is unquestionably not for you.