Who you are is an idea.
Who you are is an abstraction of your life energy. It’s what you represent that defines who you are. You could cut off every part of your body; your toes, your feet, your legs and hands, and you’d still be you. You could be crippled, blind, or mute … or a debilitated mess kept alive with plastic tubes and bottled solutions being pumped in and out.
But your essence remains.
You aren’t your body. You aren’t your stretch marks or perfectly manicured nails. You’re not your pimples or the color of your skin. You aren’t the clothes you wear. The things you own don’t matter. None of it is who you are.
Who you are exists entirely within. Don’t define yourself in material ways.
You aren’t your body and you definitely aren’t your fucking khakis.
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Amen! And, may I add: everywhere you go, there YOU are!
Zora
I agree. Figuring out what is your true self is really hard. Even if you were to strip out a lot of those elements, you still remain who you are. But where does the essence of you come from? That’s something I’ll be thinking about.
The essesence of “you” is in nothing physical, not even your body (which so many people believe is who they are.) I think it’s in your beliefs, your attitude and your actions.