Who am I? Its occurred to me of late that there are very few people in my life that actually have a clue who I am or indeed anything about me. I posed a dilemma to several of my friends just yesterday and to my surprise not one of them answered from a place of understanding who was asking the question… it set me thinking, Who are we all really?
I have a birthday coming up and by all accounts (well Douglas Adams’ Hitchikers Guide to the Galaxy anyway) I will be reaching the number which represents the answer to life, the universe and everything (that’s handy)! But as that will change next year I AM NOT my age. I have deep brown eyes but if I no longer had them I would still be me so I AM NOT a browneyed girl. I have dark hair but gradually (and more rapidly lately), it is turning silver, I AM NOT a brunette and if you were to shave my head you see that I AM NOT a silverhaired goddess either. I wear a size 22 and yet prior to December last year I was in a size 26, I AM NOT a big girl… My glorious bottom is now 2 stone lighter that it was just a few short months ago and therefore I AM NOT weight, my BMI or my figure.
I have learned a great many things in my life but forgotten a great many more, so I AM NOT the sum of my knowledge. I teach spiritual truths but I humbly accept that I know little of the universe I AM NOT a master. I have students but should they opt to find another guide… I AM NOT a teacher.
I have a mother and yet should she be no longer… I AM NOT a daughter. I have siblings yet without them I would still be… I AM NOT a sister. I have met thousands of people and some have stayed and some have gone, they have all blessed my life, I AM NOT a friend. I have loved and been loved but I AM NOT a lover. I have lost and I have grieved but I AM NOT a mourner.
I have employed people but I AM NOT an employer, I have worked for people but I AM NOT and employee. I write here on this page but if I stopped blogging tomorrow I would continue to be… so I AM NOT a blogger or a writer. I have earned money and lost it and earned it again… I AM NOT my bank account…
So, if I am not my body, health, size or looks, I am not my relationships, career or job title, my gains or my losses, my knowledge or intellegence… if I am not where I live, who I know, the language I speak, my gender, my sexuality, my perferences, my fame or fortune… Who AM I?
Principle 1: I AM God.
I AM the observer who sits behind the facade of the everyday and laughs at all the titles you bestow upon me because who I AM is infinite and unexplainable and never again will I exsist in this format anywhere throughout time because God reinvents time and time again and the mould did not break with me, there was never a mould to begin with. I AM Unique and you will never be able to describe me… Do not try because you will fail… This does not make you a failure it makes you Human and I forgive you because you are God and you too were not cast from a mould…
Principle 3: I AM Human.
If I fail at being all of the job titles above, I forgive myself completely just because I AM God…
Put me in a box at your peril and try not to create your own.
My current role is that of the “human locksmith” and I hope I just turned your key…
Jo Jerodene x
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