Everyone, at some point, has probably heard the question, “Who am I?”
And most have likely asked themselves the same.
Sometimes, an answer comes. Sometimes, it doesn’t.
Maybe the answer sounds oddly familiar, as if heard somewhere before.
Other times, we think we’ve crafted the best answer we know how to give.
And occasionally, an unexpected and profound answer appears from within.
This question is as ancient as humanity itself — as old as the Bible, the scriptures, and the quiet spaces of human contemplation.
Even as the world changes rapidly, the essence of this question — and its answers — seems to remain unchanged. Would someone ever say, “I am an AI,” or “I am the creator of Bitcoin”?
Unlikely.
In my years of meditation and reflection, I’ve heard many answers from many people.
None have gone far beyond what I expected.
But perhaps that’s not what matters most.
Because the answer can shift — yesterday’s answer may not be the same as today’s.
What truly matters to me is proof — to live out what I say I am.
If I say I am love, then I prove it, in whatever way I can, however small, through my actions that day. If I say I am hope, then I strive to share hope with others — and to be my own source of hope.
It might last only a day, or it may carry into the next.
Day by day, it builds — and with it, a clearer sense of self.
A good question isn’t just poetic or clever.
It becomes powerful when it leads to new value being created.
So today, I ask again:
“Who am I?”
And quietly, I live as today’s version of me.
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