I think you need a concrete, real-world metaphor to talk about inner life without feeling like a jerk.
I think if you have a really big, heavy person, there's a feeling of an invisible puppeteer jerking them around in space. They don't feel like they are moving themselves.
Feeling is the secret.
I'm just starting to scratch the surface of what really makes me happy and it's taken me a while to admit that acting like a little child and being a jerk and a punk is fun.
True love is like ghosts, which everyone talks about and few have seen.
Francois de La Rochefoucauld