Gustav Klimt — Judith and the head of Holofernes (1901)
When Desire Reveals Who We Are
We all like to believe we know ourselves well.
But when we look more closely into the heart, we begin to see that many of the actions we choose aren’t simply “our will.”
They’re moved by something inside us— a pulse, a desire, a nature that acts before we fully understand it.
Some emotions arrive with such force that they feel greater than us.
We find ourselves pulled, drawn in, carried by a current that has nothing to do with logic and everything to do with instinct.
Desire works this way.
It looks dangerous, yet strangely sacred.
It can undo us, and at the same time, awaken something truer within us.
It tests us— even as it reveals who we really are.
We try to avoid that power out of fear, yet somewhere deeper, we want to know where it might lead us.
And eventually, a single question remains:
“Is this action truly born from your truth?
Or are you simply surrendering yourself to desire for a moment?”
We can’t stop acting—but we can choose the direction of our action.
Desire will shake us, yes, but what matters more is seeing the self that emerges inside that trembling.
It’s not about what we want,
but why we want it.
Not about what we chase,
but about where that longing is taking us.
In the end, we grow a center that does not waver only when our actions align with our nature.
Desire chosen from truth does not destroy us.
It becomes a direction.
Desire isn’t the enemy.
Acting without awareness is.
“Verily, none can ever remain, even for a moment, without performing action; everyone is made to act helplessly indeed by the qualities born of Nature.”
— Bhagavad Gita 3.5