Nature is completely renewed by FIRE
When I was a child, a boy with seemingly a lot of power called me "ugly". On a separate occasion, he told me that I couldn't sing. This was on the night that I played the lead in the school musical and sang my first solo.
On both occasions, I believed him. I identified with those thoughts early and let them dictate my understanding of my talents thereafter. All this time, I've thought I was free.
When I'm told that I am beautiful, I struggle to accept it. When I'm told that I can sing, I laugh to myself.
When I can separate from myself, I can see my talents, as tangible things gloating on the space above me. They surround me, but they are not me.
On a profound level, the teachings are touching very significant areas for me - the areas of self-love, direct communication, manifestation, will, desire, ego, psychological death, and spiritual ascension.
Of course on the surface my ego looks to be steeped in darkness, lust, perversion, but if i'm to zoom out and use the ego to my advantage, to treat is as my slave, not my master, then I can see, with great clarity, the power I have to claim by purely examining it.
To examine it would be to begin the process of freeing myself from past conditioning, and from the fables of childhood.