Beyond You tries to establish a space for dialogue with people who are in a serious crisis of value and meaning, with the intention of helping them rediscover themselves, in their most ultimate truth, through the verbalization of behavior, in areas in which it is sometimes difficult to find an interlocutor; with the intention in turn of helping them restore their identity and thus rescue the freedom lost in these areas.

It arises from the loss of value and meaning that comes with the frustrated search for love and one's own identity in many realities offered by today's society (often dominated by other interests); realities that are empty, despite all the promises of plenitude and happiness that accompany them, due to the alienation from yourself that exists in them (loss of personal consciousness, as well as reason and meaning, due to their lack of coherence with your more intimate nature and with your own dignity and natural esteem of yourself).

Until you sometimes reach a situation similar to madness, in which it seems to you that you no longer have a soul: as if your flesh was no longer yours (accustomed to suffering) and could not feel the damage that is done (in said frustrated search). of love); in which you have so lost the notion of your own dignity and esteem that you become vulnerable to any kind of humiliation, desecration and debasement of yourself (your body and your soul), trying to find in it your own value and freedom.

The personal usefulness of the itinerary

The itinerary has a personal purpose (its questions are directed to you and you have to answer them for yourself), even if it is done with the help of an interlocutor; whose function is only to echo your words, with the intention of helping you to bring out more things from the depths of yourself, that perhaps you did not even know and to be more aware of what your lips are saying, to assume the reality that there is in it.

Your path is therefore carried out in solitude, before the mirror of your own perhaps wounded heart and requires that sincerity that does not want to deceive itself in the search for your truth (even if it is carried out hand in hand and in the company of this interlocutor, to the extent that you want to give him or her part in said path); until you reach that most intimate place of your own heart, where every man or woman feels transcended before his own mystery.

The opening to transcendence

Where perhaps you can glimpse the presence of Another, different from you: "more intimate to you than yourself"; that he inhabits your own conscience and knows your truth beyond yourself, before whom you are exposed beyond what you know about yourself; before whom all the refuges of lies and all the pacts with death that so often, secretly, our works carry with them, vanish; in whom your soul can rest from the crookedness of all its ways. Without this being a necessary condition to be able to carry out this path, only your own wounded heart is enough, in which you can contemplate and recognize yourself.

Still, it can help you to feel known before your confession spills out to yourself: whether it is this inner Witness that accompanies your life without you knowing it, whether it is the man or woman in you who has suffered everything. what you have suffered, which carries within itself all your wounds (from whom until now you have hidden your face and who is now before your eyes). So that you are not afraid to discover the truth that is in you, that your lips are saying and that perhaps you do not even know yourself or have wanted to forget; but let it emerge like a moan from the depths of your heart; to reconcile with yourself and thus find in you the source of your peace and your freedom.

Well, you take yourself with you in everything you do, whether you go up to heaven or down to the abyss (a frequent temptation for those who flee from themselves, the only path open sometimes for those who try to escape their pain)... And you cannot flee away from your breath, nor escape from your gaze (even if you want to hide your wounds from yourself); nor is there darkness in which you can take refuge from yourself, nor darkness in which you do not feel yourself and in which your wounds stop bleeding.