I haven't been feeling like myself lately. It's like I'm observing someone else in my life. I keep asking myself: "Who is this inhabiting my body; saying these things and acting this way? Who is this person? I know I'm not my job. I'm not my car or my home or possessions. I'm not even my preferences or this person making these judgements. Who am I really? That's what I've been trying to figure out the last little while.
It was Jung who said: "You must go in quest of yourself, and you will find yourself again only in the simple and forgotten things." Maybe I have lost the simple and forgotten things, the simplicity and joy of nature.
Maybe I need to get out two-stepping to get me out of this doldrums.
This is one of my favorite country songs: