Thus, in our culture, we might fix and identify with the role of being a woman or a man, a parent or a child. We might take our family history, our genetics, and our heredity to be who we are. Sometimes we identify with our desires: sexual, aesthetic, or spiritual. In the same way we can focus on our intellect or take our astrological sign as an identity. We can choose the archetype of hero, lover, mother, ne’er-do-well, adventurer, clown, or thief as our identity and live a year or a whole lifetime based on that. To the extent that we grasp these false identities, we continually have to protect and defend ourselves, strive to fulfill what is limited or deficient in them, to fear their loss.
Yet, these are not our true identity. One master with whom I studied used to laugh at how easily and commonly we would grasp at new identities. As for his non-self, he would say, “I am none of that. I am not this body, so I was never born and will never die. I am nothing and I am everything. Your identities make all your problems. ...’
The above is an excerpt from an article written by Jack Kornfield, a Buddhist monk and clinical psychologist.
Our chosen identities are a means to an end. They allow us to have a sense of meaning in our lives which is good and healthy but often we don’t realise that they are vehicles for unconscious and subconscious expression and we can become obsessed and possessed by them. This can cause feelings of anxiety and fear of loss and perhaps feelings of failure etc. It’s a question of balance, of achieving with acceptance that sometimes goals will not be realised in full. Of understanding that the joy is in the journey and the reaching of the goal a stepping stone to the next journey rather than a final resting place.
Well my goal is to find something fun to do today, after all it is Saturday. Perhaps a ride in the car later.anyone else doing anything fun today?
Sounds good to me @[email protected]! Did you end up going out?
I looking forward to getting some free advice on how write a television show from the bbc writer’s room this afternoon I can not wait