as one moves forward in time, one’s identity is constantly changing.
once a child, now a high school student, then a college graduate, worker, spouse, then parent. Our roles revolve and change over a lifetime. Different skills, different experiences.
but for what end?
we end up with stories to tell; some funny, some wise, a lifetime of different places, different faces.
but somewhere in there, something remains constant. A consciousness, a knowing, a perceiver.
right now, my self-identity is tied up with music, and a spiritual path. It has been a road traveled for 10 years now. Fun, exciting, unexpected, challenging.
but this too is a phase. Our self-identity is who we choose to live our lives as; the various positions we occupy in society. The key, I think, is not to cling to it too tightly.
Michael Jackson is just a memory of who he was, as is Michael Jordan. The roles pass.
in the end, all that is left are the memories.
Memories of a self-identity that once was.
blessings and peace
scored for harpsichord solo