We have some idea of who we are, but what if that idea isn’t quite right? How do we come to know who we are? Through the interactions and relationships we have, and the thoughts and feelings that result from them. What we learn, our experience of the world and the feeling this produces, form our idea of ‘me’. Through repeated confirmation of this idea, we just go forward with the belief that this is so. We see ourselves reflected through the eyes of others, but that is based on what we infer from what this looks like, so it can only ever be an assumption really. Which means we are not who we think we are. Therefore, there must be something realer that can be uncovered. But if we’re not aware of this, open to it, it is strange how something often happens that forces us to alter our perception regardless. This could be an unexpected tragic event. But it need only be something emotionally upsetting, like a relationship breakup for example. Both cause pain. The pain removes whatever is blocking us from knowing ourselves more deeply. It may not do it right away as it depends on how deeply set our idea is. At least at first. Life has a habit of making us experience what we need rather than what we want. If there is something else to find, then it makes perfect sense it will be like this. Like a loving parent, who wants their child to know what they need to know without having to make the same mistakes they did, eventually comes to realise they must let their child find their own way too.
I found a bit of peace when i stopped identifying myself by my profession.. i just am and i'm ok with that today peace
That is really true though. "I am what I am" But as soon as we start describing ourself, we are approximating with analogies. "By their fruits you shall know them"
Nikola Tesla transmigrated. They funked up my Wardenclyffe Tower plans all up, no free control energy net. Edit: I am not Tesla(but I understand his work and what happened), I was just saying that's what it would be like if he was here today transmigrated. I am in fact the prophet Jonah and time is ticking.
The people got the cartoon called The Jetsons(awesome cartoon) in the year 1963 instead of the real thing. Humanity has held itself back.
I am me. I have been me ever since I showed my dad a piece of writing I'd done, and he said, "You write like Shakespeare." I felt complimented until he added, "Shakespeare already did Shakespeare. You'd be better off learning to write like YOU." Upon reflection, I realized he was right. Since then I've learned to write like me, play music like me, and think like me. My beliefs are based on what I have decided upon. Yes, I do get feedback from others but they don't define me, I do. That doesn't mean I'm not open to change or am unaffected by what others may suggest or inspire me to, but ultimately, I take responsibility for being me, and the person I most aspire to be is, well... me.
Admirable but i would add that the me or you we were a moment ago doesn't exist as that would take a "rewind" in the "story of me". Nor does the you or me we fancy being tomorrow or a year from now exist as that is "fast forward" make believe albeit with creative power to varying degrees. It has been said that we are the clean slate or screen that the story (drama) of "me" takes place on.. The Witness, pure awareness / consciousness... Thoughts, feelings, desires, etc. are our children (creations) some leave for years even decades then come back to roost... Can't escape them so may as well accept and own them, they will leave again soon for sure.. As sure as the body, this vehicle / communication device is a loaner with a limited shelf life... Eat drink and be merry! Throw the philosophy books...