What's the answer to: "Who are you?"
How many times, have you asked yourself, “Who am I?”…
It is a question I have been asking myself for a very long time. I’m sure many of us has been wondering that about ourselves, but how do you answer that?
Figuring out who you are is not an achievement. It’s not an object that can be acquired, or a title that we can carry. Who we are is made up of many different parts, like our past..it shapes us who we are, our likes and dislikes, our personalities and our morals, or characters and our flaws. But is there a single word that can answer that question?
So, how do YOU define yourself?
|General Tits Von Chodehoffen|
A bad motherfucker who is honest and works hard.
You are NOT your past, your beliefs, your religion, your philosophy, your opinions, your ambitions, you are not any of that. Because you are only one person during a lifetime, but all of those things are subject to change. Do you have the same beliefs and aspirations as you did when you were 5? Who, then, was that 5 year old, if he/she was not the same as you now? Somebody else?
Actually, who YOU are is the part of you that remains from when you were 5, when everything else about you was different. It is your awareness. The window of consciousness through which you have been experiencing this reality since birth. It is the part of you that observes your beliefs, ambitions, dreams, ideas, not the part of you that identifies with those evolving things. You are awareness, and meditation is the act of being present in your awareness, being aware of the present. That is why meditation is such a vital instrument in the process of getting to know your true self.
@Paul Kulla Laskey, I haven’t thought of it that way, def a new way of seeing it.
Thank you. Very much.
It’s amazing how new information shifts our thinking, and, we are not the same as we were before we learned that new info…
I see that.
atoms that know we are atoms
I’m versatile and I don’t want to be anybody else.
I am the walrus. coocoocatchoo.
I’d say it doesn’t matter who I am.
I tend to believe I am just something that feels for the world, feeling for something with no feeling motivates me to attempt to stimulate feeling. (morbid but I’m in a crummy mood)
@Ray Butler, wow, damn. That’s almost what I was thinking. We’re what we hate and love. The only confusion comes from irrational fear.
Who am I? A life full of seminars, meditations, writings, questioning, exercises and whatever about the question Who am I?
I do not know. I can not KNOW. I can live the question though and experience glimpses of. The experience thereof is in being Here – and the question immediately disappears because of it having no relevance.
I’d say take a pen and paper; sit down; and start writing about EVERYTHING that happens in your mind; the ways you behave; how you behave in some scenarios and different in others. Be Self-Honest about everything and don’t accept any answer that satisfies your mind immediately but re-question every aspect of it and try to disprove it.
SELF-HONESTY is the key; without it you’ll never ‘see’ Who you Really are.
I am That. I am Nothing. I am God. I am It.
I am the hole in the middle of the donut:
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