OK. Ladies and gentlemen....Here it is... the Final
Question …. for 7 million dollars ….
Who are you?
You've lived this long. You've had your experiences.
You've written your story. Now, for 7 million dollars, who are you?
Usually, when I ask this question, most people go
fumbling around for their calling card, or their Facebook ID, or
their CV, or passport, or a rough draft of their obituary . No,
that's just your ID; that's not who you are.
Who are you when you are no longer any of those things?
You still are; but what are you?
I'll give you a hint. If you can see it, think it, feel
it, smell it, taste it, hear it, believe it or own it – that isn't
it.
Who are you? Stick with it. With each answer that pops into your mind, simply respond "Ye..e..s, thank you. But who am I?"
When you run out of answers, and nothing more comes to mind
you'll get an experience of what you are, and that you, indeed, ARE, and
always have been, and always will be.
But what IS that?
When you make that discovery, you may laugh, you may cry; you may do as I did, laugh until you cry. Whatever happens for you, you will be moved, and lightened.
Who are you?
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