If one could “find” oneself, what then? There you are. No doubt about it. Right there.
It seems to me what one can do is enter into a light, a dance, a movement, and call it home, knowing that its walls and floors are prone to disappearing, and everything known evolving into something else, somehow.
But if you are the opposite of a shadow, this is your natural condition.
It is possible to describe the tango, but can one truly capture the feeling of dancing, what dancing is? It is that. One can say, properly, no more.