Am I my thoughts?

Am I my work?

Or am I my mind?

I am confused

What is my identity?

Who am I?!!

Am I my mind?

Or what my mind tells me I am?

Mind means

My happy thoughts

My silly thoughts

My angry thoughts

My sad thoughts

But these thoughts come and go

Like fleeting clouds

So many thoughts arise that I do not agree with

And then there are those I embrace

Then who am I?

Sometimes reading my old writings I feel strange

That it is not me, now, anymore

Those were thoughts of that day

Now gone and vanished

Everything has changed!

So, my thoughts do not define me

I am clearly not my thoughts

They are constantly changing.

Just like the Sky

With floating clouds in it

The Sky is definitely not the clouds

Although it appears to be so.

Specially when those pretty tufts are floating, looking beautiful!

So, I wonder who am I?

I cannot just relate to the person I was ten years ago

I am definitely not my my 9 to 5 work

Then who am I?

I guess I am shaped by all the different aspects of myself

My thoughts

My experiences

My journey with the people I have associated with so far

My karma and the experiences I am cultivating.

But again I come back to the same question

Who am I?

Am I the person who is a character in the family of 10 members today?

And how they define me?

Could be.

But that does not define me!

Am I the person who has some beautiful people in life?

Allowing them to create the rich experiences of my life?

No!

Then who am I?

Last night in my dream

My little self

Came visiting me

Asked me to close my eyes

And there

I saw

There is an unchanging self within….

Untouched

Pure

Everything else is changing

Every cell on my body has changed today, from what I was born with

Only that unchanging self deep within remains unchanged

Witnessing the change around.

Whether it is extreme joy

Deep contentment

Jealousy

Or terrible misery,

There is a part of me

That remains untouched .

An embodiment of resilience

Weathering the storms that life conjures

Emerging stronger

Being the phoenix

Rising from the ashes of challenges

Each trial illuminating a new facet of my indomitable essence.

That is the real me.