Who am I?
Who am I? This is the question every soul eventually asks. As an introduction, I’ll try to answer it from the layers of identity I have carried — and let go of.
The Daughter
I was born the eldest of two siblings. My parents were simple, spiritual, and hardworking. Money was scarce, but integrity never was. That was the foundation I was given.
If I were to define myself as “the daughter,” the labels my parents might offer would be rebel, stubborn, angry, arrogant — you get the hint. 😉
I was caring, but not conventionally “good.” The role of a daughter never truly defined me, so it was not who I was.
The Working Woman
I studied Computer Science and began my career as a sales representative at a software education center.
Over time, I moved through roles in support, programming, team management, and senior leadership.
I gave my career everything I had — and then I walked away from it, abruptly. So that, too, is not who I am.
The Married Woman
Marriage was never a goal for me; it happened almost by accident. Still, I committed to it wholeheartedly. Over time, my husband and I evolved into spiritual partners more than worldly ones — coexisting peacefully, independent yet together.
As a mother, I played the role of the caring “bad cop,” pushing my son to work, grow, and improve. If he someday remembers me as annoying, I’ll consider the job well done. 🦹🏻♀️
But the ideal married woman? That was never me. Not even close.
The Spiritual Seeker or Guru
I have had many spiritual experiences and have put in immense effort. Yet I’m no longer a seeker. I am not searching for anything — not even joy. I am at ease with what is, and with what I have.
Nor am I a guru. That simply isn’t how the Divine shaped me.
So none of these identities fit.
Then, who on earth am I?
The only name — if I can call it that — I choose to keep is Sri Devi.
Sri means Divine.
Devi means Feminine.
I see myself as an insignificant instrument of the Divine, living in this feminine body.
That is who I am.
That is what I do.
If this resonates, wonderful. If it doesn’t — well, life moves on! 🙃
