We hear about it all the time. Freedom. What is it? Do we really understand what it might be like to be free? To make choices, to do what we want, when we want and with whom we want.
I think we are all so accustomed to routine… day by day, have to, but not really want to behaviour that we become numb. We loose track of possibilities and dreams. We have lost our sense of setting a goal, working toward it and patiently expecting it to appear. Right on time.
I took a chance 19 years ago. I didn’t do it all at once. It was a baby toe in the water then a foot then a leg then both legs and before I new it I was neck deep in a lifestyle of freedom. It took work. I made more friends. I got better, became better, still getting better at being my best. I think that’s what it is all about.
With freedom comes responsibility. So can anyone ever be truly free? It’s all in the definition.
Freedom is being able to choose.
My greatest wish for all is choice. Have a great one,