The human being is, by nature, a wounded being. From the moment of conception to their last breath on earth, humans are aware of their wound. If you still feel the discomfort of this wound, even if you have no idea what caused it, I have good news for you: you are not yet in the morgue of souls. Belonging to the same human race as I do, there is no doubt that you too carry within your soul this deep wound, this constant sense of anguish longing for healing, this sacred sense of restlessness.
What you hold in your hands is, in every way, a manual. It will help you touch that wound through which the light of 'I am' shines; it will help you live with it, observing it more closely, until you discover that it is precisely from this inner wound of the soul that beauty, strength, exuberance, and an awareness-one you often sense and call life-emerge.