Exploring Happiness #23- Identity Poem by June Stepansky

Cocoon-like
I am an entity
complete and secure,
but what is my identity
I cannot be sure
unless I am compared.
To a tree I am small.
To a snail I am tall.
To water I am solid.
To a rock, I am fluid
with motion.
I am
and yet what am I,
unless I am compared?


We are not one identity, but rather many. We are husbands or wives, sons or daughters, parents, grandparents, professional people, individuals, friends.
One person assumes many different roles in his lifetime. This is really a source of strength. If one of our identities fails us through accident or loss, we still have all the other facets of our nature to give us wholeness.
Our excellence is not determined by one part of our nature, but rather by the sum of all of our diverse selves.


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The worth of a person, or thing or an idea, is in being,
not in doing, not in having.
Alice Mary Hilton

I want, by understanding myself to understand others.
I want to be all that I am capable of becoming.
Kathryn Mansfield