Are we really our story?

I’ve always been fascinated by how people who in their normal day to day can dislike each other even hate each other (based on the stories they have about each other) yet in the moment of a disaster like a fire or somebody is in danger they instantly drop all of that and come together to do great even miraculous things.

I often wonder if after this event they revert to the old stories and labels they have put on each other or has this shared experience punctured that mind made illusion and created an enduring bond?

Do they remember or stay consciously connected to that part of themselves they touched in those moments of risk or danger when everything stopped, clarity and focus naturally emerged and they had an inner knowing of exactly what was genuinely real and important?

If this is possible in disasters or dangerous events and we know this to be true then isn’t it weird that we don’t choose to examine the underlying assumptions that stop us living together in compassion, love and respect at least more often?

Is this whats getting in the way of our humanity ie until humans wake up to the fact that they are not the story of who they think they are nor is anyone else; that this story is open to investigation and challenge by yourself.  Your story is like a script, like a living book where new chapters can be written at any time - you can even burn the previous chapters if you feel like it.