I'm not sure anyone can understand a whole life, even their own.
Put your backbone where your wishbone is.
I think it's possible to be multi-rooted, rather like a banyan tree, without being deracinated.
My eyes close. I am here and not here. A waking nap? A flight to the end of the galaxy and perhaps a couple of billion light-years beyond?
For a writer, obsession is a good substitute for self-discipline.
I think goodness is about how person behaves to person, and also person to world, to nature.