The word freedom kept on coming back in my thoughts this weekend. After a week up in San Fran and Palo Alto, I headed to Vegas to celebrate a close friend's birthday and we had a blast. When in SF, I felt free from the spell onto which I had been under, i.e associating my travels with my former relationship. Being busy really help, it gave me a sense of purpose and pride as I could hold my own in a city I did not call home. In Las Vegas, watching all the couples together made me reminisce of the days I too walked hand in hand with a loved one but it also made me yearn for the day I would celebrate my freedom. Although this might come across as such a strange statement, I really look forward to the day I feel liberated from this feeling of "missing out" and really embrace all the wonderful things and people in my life. Don't get me wrong, I am so grateful for the wonderful energy and love my friends shower me with but I also still feel the void left by the break-up. Still shaken at the core, I still struggle to move into the light of the "what will be" versus "what was". The best remedy seem simple: take care of myself, give myself my own undivided care and attention. Sounds a bit selfish in theory but the way I look at it is basic: If I can be my own rock, stand strong and tall, I free myself from the dependency on others for feeling, loving and all around compassion.
Freedom = peace
Freedom = peace
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