Whom should I tell the innermost thoughts of my heart?

"After some more time, Bhattaji returned from the temple with my letter, having touched it to the lotus feet of Shri Narayan. He also brought me some Tulasi leaves and sandalwood paste that had been offered to these holy feet. I ate the Tulasi and smeared the sandalwood paste on my head. There is no doubt that the omniscient Shri Hari knew the inner meaning of my letter. Knowing my crazy effort, it is true that the world will laugh, but will Lord Hari scoff at me? And even if He does scoff, except Him, whom should I tell the innermost thoughts of my heart?" ("On the Way to Vaikuntha", p. 271-272)