It seems to me that we spend most of our lives defined by external identifiers. Family ties. Relationships. Employment. Community involvement. Some roles are assigned to us. Some we embrace with intent. Often it takes a role change or the loss of a starring role for us to question our identity. Who are we? Really?
Recently I have been motivated to sort and purge. As I have gone through files, sifted through correspondence, waded into closets and winnowed out things it occurred to me that our stuff also represents external identifiers. Who are we without all our props? At our core, our heart center?

Barbara Micheel
Aug 21, 2013 @ 21:16:35
You have nailed it on not just who we are in relationship with but also what we own.
It’s all going to change anyway, but if we do some changes with intent I do believe it will not only help us but the universe as well. Thanks for the thoughtful message.
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