Identity in troubled times

Who am I to you
and who will you be to me?
The answer: "It depends..."

When you think of me, 
do you have drawers in your mind,
a file for my kind?

Paying attention
we can create our story
in the hear and how.

Staying connected
makes us real in real time,
energy and flow.

Uncertain forecast?
Stormy weather, grid goes down,
we slide to our past.

When the lights blink out
we fumble in the shadows
to find each other.

The mental flashlight
shows a single side of things
in its feeble beam.

I am who I was
when they told me who I was,
and said who you were.