Freedom is not the absence of your parents’ watchful eyes, or the absence of just undesired stress/worry. It is not being able to do whatever you like at any time, or being able to go wherever you want no matter what time of day it is. Freedom is the realisation that you, one single person, are happy with the way you are and feel as though there is nothing that can stop you from achieving your dreams, despite what age you are, your living conditions, or whether or not you’re still surrounded by the normal stresses that come with everyday life. Accepting who you are, flaws and all is the key to unlocking your happiness and ultimately finding freedom.
I sit here watching a young boy, only about 15 or so (it’s hard to tell since I don’t have my glasses on), but he is so content with being by himself with only a boomerang. For so long he has been fascinated by the way the boomerang cuts through the wind, finding its way to a point before turning back on its previous path. He doesn’t mind that he is alone, or that he has to chase after the boomerang as it doesn’t make it all the way back to him, but he is happy with what he is doing.
I don’t know anything about him, not even his name but I aspire to be like him. I am always paranoid of looking left out or lonely if I am alone. For example, I sit by myself in the sand right now and wonder what the other people on the beach must think of a girl sitting alone writing in a small blue journal (yes, this was written the old fashioned way first).
Throughout my last year of schooling I was always saying that ‘next year, 2016, will be the year where I have endless freedom. I can do whatever I like, whenever I like without worrying about school.’ But only now have I realised that this was the wrong thing to be thinking. I should have been exploring my freedom and happiness while I was still in school. Freedom and happiness should be found now, not later.
The boy makes me smile and that is the power of happiness and freedom – it spreads.