Without the attachment to labels and stories there’s existence beyond words, this is where one will be free from the bondage of self and without this bondage, one can be your true self.
If everything that’s done is based in the self doing it than one must keep doing to keep the self whole. But who is this self that needs to be kept whole? This bondage of self is the main attachment that keeps one entrapped to their own created suffering. Sit with this next part and see exactly where is this self that one so adamantly defends. What if you lost your arm would you still exist? How about both arms and legs, now take every function away expect for the mind, let’s just say that remained intact. There is still existence, and even if you lost your mind there would still be existence, you just wouldn’t be aware of it, so what part of your story of this self is you? The limbs, or the story of the loss of them, the mind, or the story of the loss of it; I guess there wouldn’t be a story if there wasn’t a mind.
There’s nothing to pinpoint where the self is that’s conjured up in the mind. This isn’t to say there isn’t a self, but what part of the made up story is really this self that is attached to? What part of it makes you complete or incomplete? In my case is it my role as as husband, father, son, brother and so on? Or is it my job title or my writings? All of these things exist, but they’re only a story and you may ask who are you or anyone for that matter without their story? Without the attachment to labels and stories there’s existence beyond words, this is where one will be free from the bondage of self and without this bondage, one can be your true self.