Seed of Identity

Lately, the concept of identity has been on my mind. Growing up in Malaysia as a Malay, much of my sense of self has been shaped by the rich culture and traditions I was raised in. The values, customs, and expectations were like seeds planted early in my life, guiding me through roles and responsibilities. But now I’m starting to question whether these identities truly define me or if they’re just layers built by my surroundings.

It’s fascinating how deeply culture embeds itself into our identities. From the importance of family to the respect for elders, these have been cornerstones of my upbringing. Yet, while they offer a sense of belonging, I’ve also noticed how they can sometimes feel limiting. Clinging too tightly to these roles can create a narrow version of who I am, as if I’m a seed growing in a small pot, unable to stretch beyond its confines.

Still, there's something deeply valuable in these roles, and I don’t want to discard them. I recognize that being Malay, with all its cultural richness, has shaped a large part of my worldview. But lately, I’ve come to understand these identities as just facets of a much larger self. I can honor my heritage, play the roles of family member and friend, and still be aware that these are just parts of me—not the entirety of who I am.

As I release my attachment to these labels, there’s a growing sense of freedom. I used to find myself anxious or defensive when I felt any part of my identity was threatened, but now, I can feel those ties loosening. It’s like I’m finally allowing myself to grow beyond what I was conditioned to believe about who I am—exploring a space where identity is more fluid and expansive, much like a seedling breaking free and reaching toward its full potential.

Perhaps who I am can’t be defined by culture, tradition, or any role. There’s something deeper, a oneness that transcends all the labels, waiting to be discovered. And that’s where my focus lies now—beyond the familiar roles, where the real journey begins.