I’d been away on a silent retreat for several weeks. We’d engaged in a Dzogchen preliminary practice of self-inquiry in which one asks, “Who is meditating? Who, what is aware?” By retreat’s end, wondering how my family was doing, I called home.
Jonathan, who was three at the time, answered the phone.
“Daddy!” he said, excited.
“WHO are you?”
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