There is a self you will only know if you cross the bridge you have avoided your whole life. This is the bridge you believed you could never cross. It was a bridge you believed was not strong enough, was blown by winds too strong, or led to another world about which you knew too little, or had perhaps heard too much.
To cross this, you must go alone. It is only wide enough for one. In fact, this may have been what kept you from crossing in the first place. When you travel across this bridge, you will be journeying into silence, into the choice you believed was never a choice.
That is where you will meet yourself for the first time; that is where your soul resides - within silence, at the far end of a narrow bridge, calling to you to choose a path that you had long believed led to death.
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Sounds like the parable of the cave on Degobah:
Artoo beeps in the distance as Luke lets Yoda down to the ground. Breathing heavily, he takes his shirt from a nearby tree branch and pulls it on. He turns to see a huge, dead, black tree, its base surrounded by a few feet of water. Giant, twisted roots form a dark and sinister cave on one side. Luke stares at the tree, trembling.
LUKE: There's something not right here.
Yoda sits on a large root, poking his Gimer Stick into the dirt.
LUKE: I feel cold, death.
YODA: That place ... is strong with the dark side of the Force. A domain of evil it is. In you must go.
LUKE: What's in there?
YODA: Only what you take with you.
Luke looks warily between the tree and Yoda. He starts to strap on his weapon belt.
YODA: Your weapons...you will not need them.
Luke gives the tree a long look, then shakes his head "no." Yoda shrugs. Luke reaches up to brush aside some hanging vines
and enters the tree.
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