PIGEONHOLED: Recognizing Your True Identity

Who am I? What is my identity? With the exception of a precious few, it’s evident that the great majority of the world’s population believes that they are what others make of them, along with such things as personal history, cultural and societal norms, etc. I, for instance, am a white, eighty-something ex-con on Social Security and food stamps renting a room in a trailer park with no apparent religious preference and a sexual identity that reads “probably doesn’t matter anymore.” But is that really who I am? Am I simply one of seven billion others on this nondescript planet in this remote galaxy in some impossible corner of an infinite universe, of absolutely no consequence whatsoever? “Absolutely not,” I say. And seeing this for myself, I also say that what “others” make of you is not your identity either, no matter how convincing and persuasive those others have been all your life. And this is the subject of this book, punctuated by a few simple “experiments,” complements of the late Douglas Harding and the Headless Way, that continue to remind me and prove to me Who I Really Am: free, nameless, timeless, unborn and undying. Just as we all are.