Oh the million number of times I’ve mulled over this subject! Both on this blog and in my personal everyday musings. The first time I wrote about this was here and other times,in different ways here and here. So yes I totally sound like a broken record on this. Searching for myself is like the common theme here, probably the heart of why I started writing.
My endless mental pursuit for meaning has led me inwards towards myself for an endless pursuit of who I really am…And it’s daunting. To my pleasant surprise I am not the only one who has tried to dig deeper into this subject. Countless psychologists, philosophers, neuroscientists have delved into the subject that is personality/ character.
Who are we and how do we become it? There seems to be a general agreement between some specialists that fixed personality is a myth, going by what’s written in this article Debunking the Myth of Fixed Personality sent my way by the brother.
As is expected from the brain pickings team,the sources quoted are ever so deep in ever so subtle ways. And beautiful too.
“Ongoing experience gradually transforms his (an infant’s) neural configuration, changing him from who he was into who he is, one synapse at a time. Emotional identity drifts over a lifetime — if fast and far enough, one might encounter a stranger’s heart where a friend’s or a lover’s once dwelt.”
A stranger’s heart where a friend or lover’s once dwelt…Ever think of all those people who once meant the world to you and now..You don’t even know where they are?
“Dream delivers us to dream, and there is no end to illusion. Life is a train of moods like a string of beads, and, as we pass through them, they prove to be many-colored lenses which paint the world their own hue… Temperament is the iron wire on which the beads are strung.”
When everything seems like an illusion,maybe it just is.
And lastly, the one I think strikes accurately the most is
“A man has as many social selves as there are individuals who recognize him.”
And it’s daunting to think that who we are to each other, and to ourselves,is but a glimpse into the vast variations of the hallways of our being.
PS: if you’d like to blow your mind further listen to this podcast which inspired this post, sent my way by my friend Joel😊