It is easy to wrap ideas about oneself and life around the perspective of existence. It is much more difficult to recognize that there is an illusion in place but not know exactly what it is. There is a part of us that lurks within that spins forth these illusions aided by ego or whatever aspect it can to cast a veil between the Self and the believed to be known in regards to such.
There are practices though that are designed to allow truth, and by truth I mean the truth that transcends the individual, to pass through this filter of warped self-perception. This is much easier said than done. One such practice is meditation. Meditation that is practiced with a singular focus of the mind quiets out everything except that focal point. Silence reigns and the curtain in front of the projector falls, until the focus shifts in attempt to look at what is there. In an instance the illusion is back in place, it is not something that can be looked at directly. Instead the Self falls into the realm of the unseen and its presence, the feeling, the subconscious/Younger Self part of our pathway informs. This is especially difficult in a society that trains and engrains the opposite. In meditation, when the point of singularity shifts, return it and the Self will shine its light forth even if it can only be felt and not looked directly upon. Meditation is but one practice amongst many that is used by Traditional Craft to sit the I and the Self next to one another slowly dissolving the constructed division. In the moment to be rooted at the crossroads.
In all of the various practices there is a trapping of trying to gaze directly at the brilliance; which is only the natural inclination, to look at the source of the radiance. The trick is to tromp in another direction and allow us to realize that which lurks within is the same that was attempted to be viewed.
"Lost in a thicker bare-foot upon a thorned path."