If someone asks you – who are you – what is your reply?
Are you a daughter/son, wife/husband, mother/father, employer/employee, singer, writer, dancer, carer, etc etc etc., How do you label yourself? What role are you playing in your life?
Do labels define and determine how we ought to live? Would defining ourselves through our roles forces us to wear masks? Do we wear masks unconsciously and suffer as a result?
If I don’t label myself as any of the above, how do I live life?
To live life fully, I need to put on masks to experience knowingly. Pretenses vanish through pretending. To be a writer, I have to think in many different ways, see through many different eyes, experience life in many different ways. Then through that somehow, my true voice emerges.
When I intentionally wear masks I know that the mask is not me, the mask is only helping me get to know who I really am.
So, every role I undertake in life – daughter, wife, mother, employee, carer, singer, writer, cleaner, washer – you name it. Any role that I undertake is only a mask I am donning whilst doing that role.
Would there be a distinction between the role title and the role playing?
Would I say:
“I am a Writer” or “I am Writing”
“I am a Singer” or “I am Singing”
Why do we try to create nouns out of verbs?
When the Student is the studying, when the Writer is the writing, when the Singer is the singing, when the Worker is the working etc.,
When the noun becomes the verb – What remains?
The diamond of ‘I’ shining constantly. The roles that I play are the many facets of that diamond.
Is it possible to live life with that level of awareness?
We create that separateness between ‘me’ and ‘my doing’ so we have something to look at, analyse, correct, direct and steer. If what I do is separate from me, all that is necessary.
However, when I act in full integrated awareness that I and my doing are one and the same in any given moment, then I bring complete attention to my doing without reservations.
Anything done with complete attention and no reservations – has to be right. Right?
We are so divided within ourselves that it requires a continuous attention to recognise and live in that recognition that “I am………” whatever it is that I am feeling, doing, being. There is no separation.
When I am saying this, all I hear is the roaring breath coursing through the length of the spine – an acute awareness of every inch of occupied space both external and internal
A seeing that knows it is looking
A listening that knows it is hearing
A pulse that knows it is beating
A silence that knows there is sound within
In that awareness roles disappear, emotions don’t tug, mind is absent.
There is nothing but ‘I’ – a strong, silent pulsating of life rushing to meet itself every moment disguised in many forms all around.
Can I live life like that? Can you?
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With Love and Respect