We often talk here about the Catalyst as a short way to describe the person who woke us up, started some transformative reaction in us, that made us realize we are not who we thought we were and set us on a journey of self-discovery. Whether or not we had a relationship with that particular person. I've just read a wonderful novel - Andre Aciman's 'Call Me By Your Name' - maybe you've seen the film that is out now. It's a passionate story of life-changing love between two men and here's a quote that actually mentions the word: "To be who I am because of you. [...] He was my secret conduit to myself -- like a catalyst that allows us to become who we are, the foreign body, the pacer, the graft, the patch that sends all the right impulses, the steel pin that keeps a soldier's bone together, the other man's heart that makes us more us than we were before the transplant." I'm grateful to my Catalyst for unknowingly doing this for me. It's been a year and I'm still in love with her and can't imagine it ever being any different although I can never be physically any closer to her. Even if and when I 'move on', something of her is in me to stay. How do you feel about your Catalyst if you had one?