Me in Me

[Thoughts inspired by James P. Carse & Robert Fulghum]

I am on facebook because a friend invited me. And all this hype about facebook, friendster, myspace…I think I am just not into it (but I will try). Like I wrote about it previously (Hola, mi amigo), it’s not so much about the number of friends I have, how wide my network is, BUT how strong the friendship is. Likening it to a spider’s web…it may look fragile with its thin, silken threads, but mighty resilient it is (I hope).

I have nothing against such social networking…in fact, this human connectedness is becoming very powerful. Think guerilla marketing.

Another reason why I am not highly excited about it…is I believe that humans are multi-faceted beings. So many personas we adopt in our lives – our work persona, our private self, the front we present to family vs. friends vs. colleagues vs. clients…

Even as I am writing this, I am also aware that you, as the reader, are forming some impression of me. So the ‘me’ you are seeing now could be the ‘blogging me’ (a gentle reminder as well, the blog name says ‘the nomad in me’). Then who’s the real me?

At this stage in life, I would say I live in a world with more grey zones than black-and-white ones. The question is not about how real I am and who the real me is. I believe what you see is part of the ‘real me’. I am also beginning to realise I shouldn’t say “jus be me" or "jus be yourself” anymore…because which self shall you or I be at that moment, since it’s already part of you or I?