Who am I?
This question seeks answers, constantly reminding me that I am still on a journey of self-discovery. In the distance “Wear Sunscreen” by Baz Luhrmann plays, like a dirge being sung at a funeral, like the words of advice from a mother to a wayward son, like words from scripture. From the speakers the voice bellows out:
“Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life. Most interesting people I know at 22 didn’t know what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don’t.” How consoling.
The question wakes me up from my reverie. Again, I ask. Who am I? So I trace my roots back to the names I have been given; my passport for life, my tools for survival, my treasure.
“Outstanding. You wake people out of their slumber as you walk in. You command attention, for even if anyone had any doubts about anything they all go away once they have an encounter with you.”
These are my mother’s words. Name from my Grandmother. My Oriki, I’ve been told; A song of praise.
“I baptize you in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit.”
These were the priest’s words during my baptism in the One, Holy, Catholic and Universal Church. This is my pride, my Faith, Christianity.
“The Lord has brought the joy here.”
“The wealth has come home.”
“Joy walks in.” I was born to make you smile, born to take the sadness away. I am your “ride or die”, your companion and your friend. I’m yours.
I am a Wordsmith. I live to spin a lyrical tapestry out of good yarn, to tell stories through verses, to put them through fire and brand the universe for life.
I am Ayorinde.