It is almost too obvious. That the one I refer to as the form of who I am is my presence in the field of imagination. Which manifests in the world by its exchanges of energy through my body. Also, it is my outer senses that gives me a point of reference to time, and to my existence in the world. But the form of who we are is still an image in which we enter the imaginal world. It is not something separated from our world that only occurs inside an individual. It displays what is ”imagically” independent of us all. We do not create its movement. We meet with what occurs according to an intent of its own. And it is laid out for each one of us as suggestions. As personal directions. Our body will show us the way, while our mind becomes the student. It is not the world that sustains my being, it refers to my ”form” of presence in the field of life when it moves in the flow of imagination through the perception of my senses.