Who we are?”
In our never-ending run, from a day to the next, sunken in usual activities and blinded by the rain of offers creating false needs, we forget to give ourselves our minute of self-reflection. Most of us live in the external world and we identify ourselves with our mirror image. We are the ones that are. When we say “I” we point our finger to our chest: “I’m my body”, a thing from the exernal world.