I Am Not Myself
I am not my beautifully bronzed skin.
I am not my dedicatedly trained body.
I am not my laughters, nor my tears.
I am not my pain, nor my relief.
I am not my self-confidence, nor my worries.
I am not my parents' daughter.
I am not that woman who has two-page CV full of titles and credentials.
I am not that woman who travels and who settles.
I am not that woman who stands on the waves and who stands on a hanging thread.
I am not my thoughts, nor my actions.
I am not the one who loves you; nor the one who doesn't love you.
I am simply NOT so that I can be.
I am not the defined but a void, full of nothing so that there is always something.
I am not the shown but the invisible, transparent through which everything is seen.
I am not the lived but the unborn spirit, embodied no time and space where incarnation is possible.
I am simply not so that I can be.
I am simply not so that I can be.
Be love and Be loved. I AM.
- We tend to hold on to the notion of "self" so tightly unconsciously. By doing so, there is much missed out, the possibilities and the knowing of unlimited self.