The self is not the name, nor the labels "they" put on us

The death of me

By “me” July 13, 2010

Once upon a time

Someone told me I was

Chris

Christopher

Christopher Michael Elms

And they told me I was

Good or

Bad or

Smart or

Dumb

Or

Worst of all, it seemed,

Disrespectful

And damned if I’m still not

All

Of those

Things

And none of that

Has

Anything to do with

Who

I

Am

Oh, Well

Next question:

Who am I?

=

Same answer :

Who are you?

Ah, now we’re getting

Nowhere

Which is closer to

Where

We

Really want

To

Be

Who am I?

FIVE: WHO AM I?

Without the story, and the froth: who am I?

We are all real and amazing at our core.

But who are you are your core. Those are just words: real and amazing. Can you sense yourself in the present and add on being aware of what you are hearing in this instant, and add on light coming into your eyes, and from the fullness and stillness of that, discover/ sense/ feel/ understand/ experience who you are?

This is today’s assignment. Discover yourself when you aren’t being who you really are.

And then get quiet, get present, slow down, sink in and experience: who are you?

And ask, throughout the day, at work, in car, on foot, on bike, preparing food, eating food, sitting, reading, talking, do little, doing more: keep asking: who am I?