Such a common question, and we encounter it quite frequently as we get older.
We’re defined by our function in life. How we make money. How we contribute to the economy. Why do we do this to ourselves?
But is it what we really do? Who are we really? Why are we afraid to reveal our true inner selves?
Are you what you do for money? Or are you a mother, father, lover, fighter? Are you an adventurer, gambler, drinker, or artist?
Have you ever thought of answering this question at a party totally differently?
“What do you do?”
“Oh, I’m a recovering bullfighter who hangs out at the library 40 hours a week,” or,
“I’m a scuba diver supporting marine ecosystems by being a business lawyer during the week.”
Who are YOU? Really?