WHO AM I? The butterfly or the man ?
I once heard this ancient Chinese story about a man who was dreaming he was a butterfly and when he awoke he had the insight to ask " was I the man dreaming I was a butterfly, or am I now the butterfly dreaming that I am the man. "
I believe that question haunts all of us in some way or another. We may not all be dreaming of being butterflies, but we are all at some point in our lives looking to find out who we are, and what our purpose is. After 38 years in this world, I still have no clue why I am here. I am good at many things. I am passionate about many things. Even when I am doing things that I am good at and passionate about I still feel something missing. A small piece of my soul reaching into this world looking for completion or wholeness.
Like a drop of water in a massive ocean, or a bead of water on a flower after the morning dew, it is easy to identify that we are all one. Then why the longing for separation or individuality? Why do we feel lonely in a world filled with diversity and divinity? I think a better question to ask then "am I the man dreaming I am a butterfly or am I now the butterfly dreaming I am a man" would be "why do I dream at all ?" I guess even though I am still unsure of "why" we are hear, I still think that it important to dream. Dream of something, anything, but don't stop dreaming. We are not a lot of things, but we are dreamers, and dreamers make the world a better place. Keep the dream alive and DREAM BIG !!!!!