Who are you?

Now I don’t mean what is your name or where were you born or what do you do for work or any of the other many things you could claim you are without giving too much away.

I mean who are you in your soul, now this is a question we don’t all know fully and maybe its a never ending journey of discovery and we’re never left with a complete answer, a whole answer. Nonetheless I think I can say more about who I am than my name, where I was born, what I do for work and whatever else. The same as I think you should do for yourself, because when we ask ourselves this question it can bring us to a mental space that allows for exploration, forgetting the now and forgetting the things that are ever so unimportant in our minds yet taking up so much space.

When you sit with yourself and the question ‘who are you’ lays in front of you it brings a different perspective into our lives, a view of yourself from the outside rather than within.

When I delve into this question I try to think who I am deep within my soul, what sparks my light, what makes me smile, what makes me belly laugh, do I smile at others, is my instinct to help others when I see they need it, do the sad things actually make. Me. Feel. Sad. OR are these just traits of a good human being, does any of this actually account for who I am.

I do think it counts, but I also think these are traits of a good human, but that’s not all you are. You’re more, because passion is more, excitement is more, drive is more, discipline is more. When you really think about who you are and all that you do it can be a moment of realisation that you rarely have because you’re too busy with life and it’s distractions to look at all you are, but this is important.

I got a degree in accounting…random I know, do I use this degree, not so much. However it did teach me a lot and I’m glad I can say I achieved it. This is besides my point but stay with me, in accounting you keep accounts upto date, you do balance sheets and income statements, you stay up to date with expenditure, with costs, with gross and net profit, with invoices, and quite frankly a whole lot more of boring words are involved. After all of this, you still have to do an end of month check, and the end of year accounts. Its crazy when every transaction, every invoice, every sold product or service shows up on one singular sheet.

When someone asks what is accounting, to say it’s an accumulation of balance sheets and income statements is correct…in a way. But it is so much more, there is pages and pages, notes, receipts, invoices that sometimes feel like they go on forever, yet we only see a few pieces of paper and that apparently has all that we need on it to understand someones business.

So just like you, when thinking about who you are, you could write for days and days about all of your little quirks, the version of you nobody else sees, the work you put in behind the scenes, the goodness in you which isn’t visible to the human eye, but you summarise it by saying your name, where you were born, what you do for work, you summarise it enough so it fits on to one piece of paper, like your personal balance sheet at the end of time.

I don’t believe everyone has to know who you are, because it’s kinda special keeping parts of you to yourself, their rightfully yours to keep, but I do however believe that when thinking and speaking on who you are you should never dull it down, becoming you has taken your entire life so far, that’s a lot of time to just summarise don’t you think? you deserve to be you and be loud about it, be prideful of who you are, be proud of who you’re becoming, whether it be to yourself or others I don’t care.

The time is deserved, the time where you acknowledge where you’ve been and how far you’ve come, we spend so much time rushing around we forget to stop and be grateful sometimes, being here and being you leaves you so much to be grateful for.

So next time you’re faced with the question ‘who are you’ don’t you dare make yourself small to fit in easier, be as big as you are and be that entirely.

Sending love,

K.