My glasses broke today. I guess it was time for a new way of seeing the world.
When they broke I was on my way to a singing lesson. I wasn't in a very good mood by the time I got there. My coach and I spent a long time talking (which happens a lot, our lessons are always more than music). During our colourful conversation, she asked me something.
She asked me who I am.
Not what my name is. Not what I do. Not all of the occupations that I identify with. Not where I'm from. The core of my being. My singing coach challenged me to take some time and really figure out who I am. I'm up for the challenge. I think it's one of the most important things I can do right now. I'm willing to let go of who I thought I should be or who I used to be. I can see how a lot of the tension inside me has come from my perceived identity.