Twas I then.
Tis not I now.
This archaic phrase recently found its way to the short list of sayings that have encoded themselves in my memory bank at first hearing. The chord these few words struck in me continues to resonate.
They not only speak to me of the roles and personas we assume and discard in a lifetime but also to those times when we arrive at an abyss or crossroads and the only way out or forward is to begin empty. Those times when we must face not knowing, trust the process, and embrace its unfolding. To willingly die to who we were in order to be born to who we may become. Or not.
Who you were
Is not who you are
Unless you want it to be.
Keys #3
Cosmic Gardener - Cultivating a Life 