Finding Yourself

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On your journey to find yourself, how does one know where to begin? The question of the direction to take must be crucial. Is it likely that a person searching for his or herself never finds themselves or ends up more lost than when they launched the search? I believe if I set out to find myself, I’d get lost in the confusion of where to start; whether I’d need to start at a certain year, a season or an event that occurred. But, if I truly wanted to find myself I’m sure I’d have to do some brainstorming while making a list of questions for myself.

One of the first questions I’d have to ask myself in my search to find myself would be, “Where was I when I got lost?” This question might help me to determine which direction I’d need to go (scenic route or shortcut).  The next question I’d have to ask myself is, “Was I with anyone when I got lost and if so, who was it?” Once I had the answer to the last question, I’d be able to contact some people and if nothing else just ask, “Where was I the last time you saw me?” and “Have you seen me since?”

Last but not least, I think being the impatient person that I am I’d have to ask myself, “How much is this search worth?” Life in itself has enough problems without inventing, creating, or dreaming up other ways to add to the ones that already exist. This new person or lost person, could be a real challenge (it might be similar to inviting a stranger to come live with you).  The idea of dealing with the unfamiliar and getting to know yourself all over again (almost reminds me of amnesia) doesn’t sound like something that I’d like to do-not by choice, not willingly.

A life full of experiences (some good, some bad, some neutral) and many days gone by, are factors that would probably complicate trying to find myself and lead me to the quick decision to stay lost.  I can’t say that I’ve ever felt so lost that I needed to search for myself; that’s not to say that I haven’t needed a few adjustments here and there.  I’ve probably needed a check-up from the neck up (as they used to say), a time or two and there’s been times when I needed to wake up and smell the coffee along with frequent stops to smell the roses.  But, the closest I’ve been to being lost was traveling through larger cities and not being able to find myself…a way out. 

In your search to find yourself, you might want to leave you where you are, and deal with the you that you know. After all, what if the you that you find doesn’t like you or vice versa, or if the you that you find really is not you? What will you do then? Get lost again?

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