Who am I and what is my real identity?
I am a beloved child of the universe, and my real identity isn’t defined by where I was born, what my skin colour is, what I do, what I have, or what others say about me.
My body isn’t the real me; it is only a temporary house I inhabit. It is a temple in which my spirit dwells for a season. I honour my temple by taking care of it and treating myself with respect and dignity.
The respect I accord to myself will translate into respect I accord to others, and others will also respect me the way I respect myself, through the law of attraction.
I am a multidimensional being, and there are many sides of me – for example, sometimes I am confident, other times I am fearful – I am simply being human, an imperfect being living in an imperfect world.
In a sense, we are complete, but it is a lifelong journey to remember we are already complete although we aren’t perfect. We all fall short and make mistakes, but the more we meditate on our inherent completeness and integrate this truth into our daily existence and our interactions with others, the more we mature and grow into who we really are intrinsically.