WHO ARE YOU?

Who Are You? If I was to sit down with you one on one and ask you who you are, what would you say? Think about that for a minute.
Who or what defines you? Who do you think you are? Who do your peers think or say you are? Who do your parents... say you are?
"Who are you? Who, who, who, who?..." The song from the music band, "The Who", now rings in my head. "WHO ARE YOU?" Do you really know?
In order to really know what something was intended to be it would be wise to consult the one who made it. For example, a light bulb: What did Thomas Edison create the Light bulb to be?
Allow me some latitude to engage our childlike imaginations a bit: Let's imagine a light bulb had feelings and could communicate. Who would he say that he is? If sitting in a box in a store, the light bulb might have a difficult time expressing who he is. "I am a decoration?"
Let's pretend for a minute that the light bulb was brought up with a family of balls. He was among the football, baseball, basketball, soccer ball.. you get the picture... Who would he say that he is?
A little boy reaches into the bag of balls and grabs the light bulb and begins to toss it in the air. What would the light bulb be feeling about now?
A wise lamp whispers from the corner of the room, "Psst, what are you doing? Don't you know who you are?" The light bulb looks down at his disfigured body, then over at his peers of well shaped athletic equipment, "Yes, I know who I am. I am a ball!" The lamp knows better, "A what? You are not a ball!" Having never heard such words before, surrounded by balls all his life, the light bulb denies such a claim and protests, "How dare you say I am not a ball! I was raised in this family of balls and I am a ball!" The lamp probes deeper, "Really? How do you feel as a ball? Don't you feel a bit fragile, scared, unworthy...?" The light bulb tries to deny it, but his heart cannot. He bows in painful defeat, feeling the deep pains of his own inadequacies. "My peers are so good at this stuff, but I am not... Maybe I need to work harder to become a better ball!... I feel so fragile, so unworthy..." At last, a moment of truth. "That is because you are not a ball, my friend! You are a light bulb!" Having no idea what that means, he looks away in disgust. "Here..." The wise lamp leans over, "let me show you something." At this, he connects with the disillusioned light bulb and to his amazement a deep feeling of satisfaction and fulfillment overcomes him as a beautiful white light fills the room. Now the balls applaud him and the lamp rejoices with him as the once dense lit room radiates with the bright light that exudes from this amazing light bulb! At last he knows who he is and everyone around him benefits!
What about you? Who are you? What were you created to be? What is the world longing to see come from you?
It may be wise to ask the one who created you, and to connect with the right people, so that you too can fill the room with amazing light!
Enjoy The Journey!
Bart