Am I invisible?

I have the feeling that the deepest and most intense changes nurtured by the practice are not visible to the naked eye. Thus, the part of my essence that has changed remains at times invisible to others, and even I myself sometimes struggle to perceive the extent of what is happening inside me.

The contradiction here is that the essence in philosophical terms is an immutable reality, a fixed trait. So, either the philosophical framework is wrong or what actually changes is probably the heart, which, like its own beat, is volatile and unsettled by definition in order to adapt to the changing needs of life.

The moral is trite: sometimes changes hurt, sometimes they soothe. Still, I gather I must witness them with great accuracy if I want to gauge them and not be overwhelmed.