If You Think You Know Who You Are… You might not know it...

(Why True Authenticity Is a Becoming, Not a Fixed Identity)

We hear this often: “Be yourself.”It sounds simple. Obvious, even.But… who is that? Who is this “yourself” you’re told to be?

Most people believe they know.They’ll say, “I am this way,” and point to a set of thoughts, habits, reactions, or personality traits. But that’s not you. That’s a flicker — a passing light on the surface of the ocean.

Here’s the hard truth:Most of what we call “identity” is just a bundle of ideas we were handed by society.Beliefs. Expectations. Cultural codes.We are told, from a very young age, “This is who you are.”And one day, we believe it.

But the moment we believe we’ve found who we are…we often become slaves to that idea.We spend our lives protecting it, defending it, proving it, trying to live up to it —even when it no longer feels true.And that’s where suffering begins.Because what we protect… is no longer who we are.And what we are… we’re too busy to notice.

To Be Authentic Is Not to Be a Thing

We often confuse authenticity with consistency.“I’m just being myself,” we say — when what we really mean is,“I’m being who I’ve decided I am.”But the one who thinks it knows who it is… is usually just echoing what it was taught.

True authenticity is not a fixed thing. It’s a living permission — a courage to keep unfolding. It’s a willingness to let go of every label, every box, every fixed story — and to listen instead to the quiet, moving truth inside.

You are not a definition. You are a becoming.

Becoming Is a Return

Let’s look at the word itself:

• In Spanish: volverse — to turn back.

• In French: devenir — to come into being.

• In English: become — to come into what you already are.

  
  

Each of these languages is pointing toward the same mystery:To become is to return.Not to become someone else, but to unfold into the one you’ve always been — before the masks, before the roles, before the forgetting.

It’s not about changing who you are. It’s about remembering.

Like a Photograph in the Water

Imagine this:An old photograph being developed. At first, you see nothing. Just shadows.Then slowly — a face begins to appear. Lines, features, light.

You don’t add anything. You simply allow the image to emerge.

That’s what becoming truly is. You are the photograph. And you are the water.

And one day, when the image becomes clear, you realize something astonishing:The picture is alive.And it will never stop changing.

We Only See 0.0035% of Our Light — And That’s the Gift

You are so much more than what you can see.But in this human experience, we are only allowed to perceive a tiny fragment at a time.A glimmer. A whisper. A single pixel in a universe of stars.

That 0.0035%?That’s not a flaw — it’s the design of experience.

We live second by second, moment by moment,because that’s how we feel life.If we saw everything all at once, we wouldn’t be able to hold it.We wouldn’t even know how to love it.

And maybe — just maybe —this limitation is not only because we can’t handle more…but because our Maker is whispering:“Let’s not rush. Let’s savor the becoming.”

Life is a lover who wants to be met slowly,with full presence — not all at once.

In the tiny, sacred portion we’re given,we find a whole universe.

We are given one breath, one step, one sliver of light —and inside that, we can touch the infinite.

It’s small and vast at the same time.And that’s why it’s holy.

We Are Not an Instant — We Are Time Unfolding

Sometimes we say: “It’s 8:00 a.m.”But the very moment we say it… it’s no longer true. Now it’s 8:00 and one second. Then two. Then three.And just like that, time keeps moving.We can’t hold it.We can’t capture it. It always slips away — like a mirage.

And we… are exactly like that.

We imagine ourselves as “someone” fixed in a moment —as if we could define ourselves with one image, one idea, one frozen version.

But the next second… we are no longer the same.We are already changing.

Time is a line that stretches through past, present, and future. And while we can only experience it one moment at a time, we are the whole line.

We move along it, without ever being able to see it all, without ever grasping it fully —and yet, we are made of it.

We are the flow of every point, every second, every transformation.

And just like we cannot hold time in our hands, we cannot trap who we are in a concept.

We are not a moment. We are not a label. We are time itself — unfolding in awareness.

You Are a Living Movement

Who are you?

Not a name. Not a role. Not a story. Not a conclusion.

You are a becoming.

Like the tide, like the wind, like a flame —you are always in motion.And so is your truth.

Even “now” is not still.This moment — it’s already changing.And yet it is the only place your being can be felt.

Not in memory. Not in imagination. Only here. Only now.

That’s where the real you lives.

The Mystery Is the Gift

So when someone asks you, “Who are you?”, You might pause. You might smile. You might say:“I am that which is becoming. I am the unfolding. I am the mystery remembering itself.”

And maybe that’s all we need to know. Not to define the mystery —but to become it.

And If You Start to Look Deeper…

And then, if you truly begin to ask:“Who am I?”Who am I, really?

The most honest answer you will find is:I don’t know.

Because you cannot know who you are —not with the mind. You are constantly uncovering yourself, moment by moment, millisecond by millisecond,in a movement that never ends.

Who you are can never be captured. It can never be fixed.

It can only be experienced. It can only be lived. You can only be the I am.

You cannot hold it. You cannot explain it. You cannot finish it.

And that’s why we can only speak of it like I’m doing right now:in the flow of being, with love, and with no need to define it.

Katiana