We are not often asked ”Who are you?”  Sure, people may ask us what our name is, what we do, whose wife or mother we are, but we are rarely challenged with answering the question “Who am I?”

“I am a woman; a wife, a mother, a daughter, a sister, a friend….”

The list goes on and on.  But do any of these roles define me? Is who I am defined by my relationship to others?  Am I my job description? Am I my appearance, my past or my limitations?

Many of us are familiar with the idea famously put forth by Louise Hay that we are all perfect, whole and complete.  We need to do nothing in order to be that way – we always automatically are. I do my best to remember this but there are times when it can be more challenging than others.