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?
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.
@General Tits Von Chodehoffen, very honest.. i like that :-)
@ty, that’s deep. Wow. Thank you. Deeply. That seems to connect with a persons morals and character… who we are comes from deep within…
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’m versatile and I don’t want to be anybody else.
@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 the hole in the middle of the donut:
What i’ve noticed, is that we are the only species that likes to complicate things, we think because we can break something up into segments and give each bit a name that we should do it to everything in the universe.. Its gotten to a point where we do this with everything including ourselves.
We decide that we are, or are not something.
I define myself by who i want to be now, and nothing else.
You should only define yourself by how you are at this very moment, now.
You are not what you were in the past, and you are not what you will be in the future, so looking backwards or forwards to find the answer to this question is not completely pointless, but it gets you caught in a trap because your looking at things that don’t exist, to figure out what does exist.
Just focus on who you are now :)
Learn from the past and look to the future, but understand that NOW is the ultimate teacher :)
Thats how i think we should define ourselves, but i may be wrong.
What do you think?
Past and future do not exist. Now. This moment matters. Not the one 10 seconds ago; that’s the past. This one, right now; here and now. Awareness of being here. Priceless.
I’ve began discovering parts of myself that provided answers to this question, asked over 2 years ago. I’ve managed to subside the obsession of finding myself and allow my characteristics to settle in. Finally accepting myself as a striving introvert with ADD, for starters, has allowed me to embrace these qualities.
I cannot seem to stop obsessing over analyzing myself. I am pressured to do something with my life; have a career, a job, or some income to support myself and kids. This caused me to figure out “Who Am I?”. This is to include my interests, my hobbies, my likes and dislikes, goals, plans for the future, and how to enjoy the here and now. Not sure how I got to this point, exactly, needing to figure this out… but I cannot seem to make it stop. The obsession became a habit and breaking it seems easier said than done.
I ask for ANY advice. Please! Nothing seems to work. “Fuck it, live for today” is great, but in case I get to live another 50 years, I wanna die then with a peace of mind that I have no regrets.. especially that I didn’t waste my life figuring out who the hell I am.. whatever that means.
I find that I’m not my thoughts, not my pain, not my sensory input.
I think one is the one that experiences everything, the last barrier, you can’t perceive it because that’s what is all left when there is nothing more. People say that it’s your spirit, or stuff like that. I don’t know if that’s true, but i know that’s a form of essence that always is there, that makes experience possible, maybe it’s a form of higher self-conciousness, but i don’t know because you can still “experience” your non-lucid dreams.
Still, you can change in a physical way, lose everything, be in madness, being calm or anxious, trippin’ balls or simply lucid dreaming but it’s that essence that makes you live it all. When that essence isn’t active you simply doesn’t perceive anything, not even your body or your thoughts, not even time (well in fact even time is totally weird)
This topic has led me to sing Allanis Morisette in my mind… I’m your b&*$ch I’m your mother… Oh dear make her go away lol.
Na, in all seriousness I find it easier too know what I am not rather than what I am. It is a paradox