WHO AM I? WHAT IS MY IDENTITY?

Roads? Where we are going we don’t need roads or paths. We are all travelers the journey is like a stream passing through many landscapes before reaching the desert sands. After crossing many barriers the stream found that its waters disappearing in the desert sands. We sometimes think our destiny is to cross the seven seas or the desert but here the danger lies in being soaked by the sand. No matter how fast it ran in the sand its water disappeared. Then an inner voice speaking on behalf of the mystic desert says, “You cannot cross by doing things in the same way you’re traveled, surmounting obstacles. – allow the wind to carry you over to your destination.” We are scared of change of being absorbed we do not want to lose our individuality and you cannot remain the same for eternity. The sand again whispers “the wind will carry the water over the desert and fall like rain and become a stream again.” Why cannot I remain as the stream I am? The sand replies “Your essential part is carried away and forms a stream again, “you are called what you are because you do not know which part of yourself is the essential one or the reality.” The stream then recalls its past and the state of its earlier generations – it had been held in the arms of the wind raised into vapor gently borne upwards and then let to fall gently on the mountains to become a stream again. The experience of your life constitutes your identity and consciousness evolves along the journey. -With excerpts from a Sufi Parable -