As I glance in the mirror, what do I see? Is that who I am? What does the world see? This is all. The who I am is not this image that is seen by human eye. Yet that is the me that people think I am. From this image, they make conclusions, they decide who I might be. They think they know me. It is easy for them to assume how my life is, what I might do, how I might think. They might think I have a certain amount of money and do certain things. But this is not who I am.
The who I am is hidden from view of the human eye. The me that I am isn’t dependent on this outer view. It is only when one is prepared to go deeper, to stop and listen, to explore, to be present with me that they start to get a feeling of who I might be.
The who I am, is just like you. With dreams and hopes, with fears and uncertainties.
The who I am desires to be loved, to be held, to be a part of community.
The who I am wants to serve, wants to somehow feel that she has made a difference in the world.
You see, I am just like you. No matter what you see or what you think I might be, I am just like you. No matter where I live, or how I live, I am just like you.
Who every you are, we can’t make assumptions of others