All of Me in One Basket??

i'm sure i'll talk this one out in a circular pattern before i actually land on what i'm thinking. :)

do you ever notice how some people place all of their identity in one or two things? they put all of "self" in one basket. from there, they live based on feeding that crammed, little box...wanting life from it...wanting validation for it...in search of the perfect cheer squad to agree that "THIS" is truly what you are.

it's frustrating to me because it's chosing to live small.

all of who i am is NOT summed up in what i do or who i sleep with or the passion/talent that makes me come alive or the kind of music i like or the results of my iq test or whether i have an "inny or an outie"...

and any or all of those things do NOT need a constant banner-toting festival.

and if we think so...aren't we missing the joy and mystery and complexity of what it means to be "me"??? skipping the grander celebration for a cracker jack box?

we choose to live so small, i think.

and i guess i feel like it makes us doomed to a life as a "taker"...framing the perfect existence (in our minds) that in reality is truly based on a poor self-concept and foundational insecurity.

i don't know...i think we need to be dumped out of our baskets...hehe.