Perhaps

 Cancelled my t-time today, the course is too wet from yesterday's all-day rain.  Then a producer sent me an Email, by mistake.  No big deal and it reminded me that we all make mistakes and it doesn't affect us.  People forgive, forget and move on.  They don't pay any further attention to it, and, by golly, neither should I! This refers to my mistakes.

Then I thought, is my core-being evolving? Now this is a new concept, a new idea, and I think, yes, he is.  It's reasonable that he is, otherwise, the vagaries of my choices, which exist because of free will, wouldn't make any difference.  His existence would be like an old movie, or television show re-run where the ending never changes and the characters don't develop any further.  We human beings are agents of that evolution.

Then I got into some strange territory.  The one writing here is a collective noun, known by (name.)  And everyone that knows him, has their own interpretation, or opinion, of him. Furthermore, all of them are based on incomplete information.

One aspect of (name) is a resident spirit, core-spirit, in this physical body, who has, and will continue to, live on in a timeless existence.  And, just like the physical world, of which (name) is a part, evolves everyday due to the choices of all living beings, so too does core-spirit because he, like it or not, is affected by the choices of not only his host being but also all the rest of the living beings with whom he comes in contact.

A basic resonant truth is that we are created in the image and likeness of the creator. Accepting that, we get a glimpse of the spiritual world by observing and examining the living organisms of the physical world.  Our large human organizations are, perhaps, likenesses of the spiritual world.  That brings on a whole plethora of possibilities.

Whoa, what I have just created in my mind is like a large mass of tangled string, a string without ends.  The qualities needed to untangle this mess are not available to me.  We have the tools of imagination and reasoning, but limits to them preclude understanding the entirety of what this thought attempts to describe. It behooves me to stop here.  It is as if I stumbled into a large pool and I don't know how to swim.