Why is a diet an end to a means

I used to declare myself rawfoodist before. And a fruitarian for a while. I was a yogi. A meditator. An athlete. A dumb person. A wild person. A reader.

What do all these labels do for me. It is like leaving the tag on the clothing. When I leave the tag on, or the label stays on the purse, it gives me a solid me. I can feel that I exist. I am SOMEBODY.

But this which appears to save me, to make me secure, also fences me in. Now I cannot go beyond this. It is my world and the boundaries are limited. If I switch, change, veer off my set course, then I am no longer me. I will have to try to be a whole new me.

This is dangerous in the world where identity is set. But it also confines. I am afraid to breathe in more space, but alsok, I am afraid not to reach out my arms and grow.

So I do what I do without the promise of now and forever. It is only now.