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How We Define Ourselves

“Trailing clouds of glory do we come, from God who is our home,” wrote William Wordsworth. As preverbal babies, we experience ourselves as limitlessness. At one with what we see and feel, we have no need to define ourselves. We are both nothing and everything. Then Iago imposes a sense of limitation, of something missing, […]