I am not my body, but I have a body.
I am not my feelings, but I have feelings.
I am not my thoughts, but I have thoughts.
I am not my awareness, but I am aware.
Who am I?
What is I?
The awareness of my awareness as Tolle suggests? Maybe. The mystery that we call God as Chopra phrases it? Possibly.
I don't know the answers, but I know that when I allow what is to be, when I am balanced in awareness and surrendered to the flow of existence, I am at peace.