The Struggle for Identity

Today I have been studying the connection between the self and struggle, as you identify yourself with a label or an object. 

I have been reflecting, so far, using possessive pronouns that stake claim to things that have shown great importance to me in my life. 

Just the amount of journaling I’ve done on the separation from “my” former thoughts doesn’t compromise “my” identity. 

The changes in my awareness and consciousness don't change me as a human. 

I just haven't found a relatable community and acceptance in society, which is an uncomfortable circumstance to live with.

See how much tension surfaces from that, already. 

I currently can’t define “myself”, therefore there is unrest and an absence of connection between myself and a way of life, a set of ideas, a faith, or a community’s belief structure. 

The fact that I am not connecting the dots with something else is responsible for the festering anxiety I feel bubbling in my belly. 

My essence of life, position, and purpose have previously all been manipulated because of my drawing in and identifying with these objects and ideas.

Even now, I as I struggle to “redefine” myself, I am repeating the pattern. 

How can I find deep connection with the universe and my relationships (Oops! I did it again! I said the "my" word!) without being weighed down by the gravitational pull and divisive nature of self-identification?

Can the process of self-identification and discovery proceed without the limitations and perceptions of ownership? 

Without the possessive qualities of identifying and relating to something or someone else, can I continue becoming more self-actualized? 

It seems deep and mystifying, but I just have to know. 

How can I redefine myself without the parameters of an identity? 

Can the self find identity without the possession of thoughts or ideals?