It is not easy to comprehend and admit to myself that growth is just a simple self-knowledge for me at this moment. Returning back to myself, to that real me, not created by the mind and shown to the surrounding people. But where am I? The relationship between thoughts, affairs, life, and masks has been lost. I do not know where the start and the end of true me, or installed programmes, or learnt and felt things are. Where the mind lies and where the subconscious lives. Everything is tangled inside. Feeling lost I grab my fitness mat and a blindfold. Quietly grumbling, a little bit forcing myself and knowing that it will be better I move to the meditation marathon.