I think that I know myself. After 44 years on the planet, I would hope that I could at least say that. But can I really?
Every moment of every day we are growing and changing ever so slightly. Yet at the same time, these changes amass quickly enough that most of us can easily recognize that how we thought a few years or even months back, isn’t the same as how we think now.
It’s fascinating, really, this process of personal evolution. Do you ever observe yourself in those moments when your thoughts shift over the course of a conversation or after witnessing something uplifting or disturbing? I love these instances of clarity when I just get something in a way that I never have before. But it also makes me realize that I can’t fully know how I will think and consequently, who I will be in the future. The twists and turns life has in store could put each of us on completely different tracks.
I hope that I will always be open and curious about life. I can’t imagine ever being so jaded by circumstances that I can’t treat everyone with kindness, respect and love. And I think that I am strong enough to hold on to my spirit despite the challenges I know we all must face from time to time. But I can’t be certain. So do I really know who I am? I think perhaps I do, if only in this moment. How about you?