Who am I?
This question echoes through the corridors of time, whispered by mystics, pondered by philosophers, and encountered by each of us in quiet moments of reflection. Who am I?
Strip away the layers that society has draped upon me. The roles I play, the responsibilities I carry, and the narratives I live by—these are not the essence of who I am. I am not the body, for the body is a vessel. It changes, ages, and eventually dissolves into the elements. The body serves as a bridge between the external world and the inner sanctuary of being, but it is not the Self.
I am not the mind. Thoughts arise and fall like waves on the ocean, fleeting and impermanent. They are shaped by experiences, conditioning, and perception, yet they do not define the core of my being. The mind analyzes, compares, and projects, but beyond the mind lies a stillness that simply is.
I am not my emotions. Like weather patterns, they shift from joy to sorrow, from hope to despair. Emotions pass through me, but I am not bound by them. They are visitors, not the host.
In the stillness, a deeper knowing emerges. I am the witness, the silent observer, the unchanging presence that remains when all else falls away. This presence is timeless, beyond the confines of identity or form. It is the same “I am” that resounded when Moses stood before the burning bush. The “I am that I am” is not a declaration of attributes but of existence itself. It is the fundamental truth, the unshakable ground of being.
To sit in stillness is to touch the essence of this truth. “Be still and know that I am God.” In the stillness, the barriers between self and the divine dissolve. There is no separation, only being. Being is enough.
In this state of pure awareness, wisdom flows effortlessly. It does not arise from accumulated knowledge or intellect but from direct experience of the present moment. This is the wisdom the world so desperately seeks—a wisdom rooted in love, compassion, and unity. Intelligence can build machines and advance technology, but wisdom nourishes the soul and heals the heart.
So who am I? I am that I am. I am the quiet, unwavering presence that watches, loves, and exists. Beyond the body, beyond the mind, beyond the fleeting drama of life—I am.
And so are you.

2 responses to “Who am I?”
I am the witness, the silent observer, the unchanging presence that remains when all else falls away.
I am that I am. I need not, nor cannot, be more, for I am all that is.
Thank you for the reminder.