Is there a true answer to "Who am I?"
Sure, but we have to get naked first. I mean, your soul has to get naked!
If you’ve ever read or listened to my other blogs, you’ll know that I often ask you to think about, or act from, the place of “who you really are” quite a bit.
But when I say that, some of you might what think what do I truly mean? Well, I feel we are spiritual creatures having a human experience, and because of that, we’re kind of out of our spiritual comfort zone.
Encapsulated in our physical selves, our inner beings have an inherent need to know what we’re on this planet for, what our calling is, what’s the purpose of our lives, and so on. The answers to many (if not all) those questions lies in you knowing, Who am I really?
So, who are you?
When someone asks you “Who are you?”, you will naturally respond with your name. We all would because that’s how we identify ourselvse to others, but that’s not who we are now is it? 😉
Then depending on the situation, you might elaborate with what your job title is and where you live. But again, that’s not truly who you are. You identify yourself as John or Jane Smith, Office Manager, from Birmingham. But deep down, you know you are something much more!
If you’re anything like how I was when I first truly stumbled across that question – meaning, when I really thought about it – the answer wasn’t forthcoming. I’d think it, my mind would go blank, my eyes would glaze over, then I’d just busy myself with doing something else, because – quite frankly – it was too hard of a question.
And I didn’t know how to begin working out the answer, even though I knew it was important.
Getting the answer.
I’m quite sure you’re not a single-celled organism (and if you are, bravo for getting onto the internet and working out how to read or listen to my blog!) – so you’re a dynamic, complex, myriad of energy intertwined in a physical body, topped off with personality, tastes, moods and more.
But if we were at a party together, and someone came over to me and asked “Who is that?”, would I be explaining your being very well if I just said, “Jane Smith, Office Manager from Birmingham”. Of course not, but why? Because you are more than words can describe.
So how do you get to the answer of Who am I really?
You undress your soul. Yup, I said it, peel back those layers and let’s get that glorious energy of yours naked!
Undressing your soul.
The way I undress my soul is by asking myself a series of little questions, which I mix up quite a lot to see how my response changes. Eventually I end up right where I need to be: my answer of who I am.
And you know what, no matter what mood I’m in, where I’m at in my life, the answer is always the same. And for those wondering, no, I cannot tell you who I am because, my sweet friend, the answer isn’t communicated in words – it is communicated through a feeling.
Are you game to try? Okay, time to get naked! Ask yourself these three simple questions:
1. How would I feel if I didn’t have my car anymore?
Sure, you might be a little disgruntled. But does not having a car, or whatever it might be, change you? If you can’t get passed this first question without tears welling up in your eyes at the loss of a material object, then I’d recommend you check out my blogs about letting go!
2. Would I be a different person deep down if I lost my job?
Of course you need cash flow to live – it’s important, but if you can’t attach a title to your name anymore – does it truly morph the you inside you at all?
3. How would I introduce myself if I didn’t have a name?
I love this question, because it forces you to imagine yourself walking up to strangers and then saying, “Hi, I’m…..errr…uhhhh.” I love it, because in my mind, I immediately go to hug. What do you do? Are you truly what your name is? Or something more?
Glorious, beautiful you.
Can you see how asking these questions gets you to look within? To awaken your sense of independence from all the “layers of clothing” your soul has been hidden under over the years? Once you’ve undressed your soul, you realise that you aren’t your name. You aren’t your job or title. You aren’t a victim, a hero, a mother, a son, a winner, a loser…. All those words are simply sign-posts to help others find where you are in that moment. They aren’t you, they can’t hold a candle to you.
I hope you’ve enjoyed undressing your soul to get to the answer of Who am I? Just remember, the you, the real you, is simply, glorious and beautiful. And no one can cover that up, ever. Namaste my sweet friends. xo