Who Are You Today?
If you’re like me, you’re wearing a LOT of different hats these days, which therefore, begs the question:
Who am I today?
Or even more specifically:
Who am I in this very moment?
Apart from the normal societal labels of mother/father, husband/wife, brother/sister, friend, co-worker, contracted freelancer, independent recluse (ha, that’s my favorite) and contributing member of the community, I would like to add one more and that is: Freedom-Seeker.
Now, I’m not really talking about “freedom” from the flag-waving, patriotic perspective, but rather from the overall approach to how we manage our lives.
How exactly we move through each of the experiences within the different labels listed above and define our own freedom with true elegance and an awareness as to who we actually are and more importantly, who we are in the process of becoming.
Can one really be a good father or a good sister or a super-active community member if they have nothing within themselves to give? My personal opinion is “no”.
That feeling of personal empowerment that comes about when you truly do feel free, is something that cannot, and I mean absolutely cannot, be described by the limits of language. It’s very similar to the word “happiness”, of which both words are nebulous at best.
I equate it to the overused cliche of learning how to ride a bike or climb a mountain by only reading about it in a book. Impossible.
The feeling of true freedom that we all seek is not in any book or movie or fighting of any war. It is in taking steps toward something that you really really want in your gut/heart despite the paralyzing fear and voice of logic in your head that screams otherwise.
Conquering that will leave you in such a rapturous state when you absolutely least suspect it. It will take you to a place that you’ve never been before mentally (or emotionally, for that matter).
It will leave you knowing that “you did it” in the most subtle, surreal way without a lot of hoopla and fanfare, typically not shrouded in bonuses, or titles, or slaps on the back from anyone.
More than likely you will be alone at the time.
And the grin on your face that appears, will feel like your face just can’t stretch any wider and that people must be staring at you because you feel like you’re glowing (and with that silly grin on your face as well, no less).
My “freedom event” occurred in the back of a rickety, noisy bus in the loud honking streets of Buenos Aires, Argentina in the year 2001.
That is when I knew true freedom for the first time in my life.
That is when I experienced true happiness and finally knew who I was for the first time in my life.
It was undeniable and left me wondering if everyone eventually feels this feeling.
Sadly, I fear the answer is “no”.
Have you had your “freedom event” yet?
Do share.
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