And with it a new set of hopes and desires – the desire to be free to do and think what I want, be creative when the mood takes and enjoy laughter with family and friends.
It always amazes me how every day is different, each starts roughly the same way but as the seconds, minutes and hours tick by a new sense of something, no matter how small is realised. Is this what getting old is all about, is there an age where time seems to fly by or do we simply not have the time to stop and be “free” in the busy world we live in. Oh to have time to sit and enjoy the garden or the sun rising or setting, listening to the birds happily chirping in the cool onset of Winter, at what age does freedom really set in and become a part of us so that we able to be one?
Freedom, what does it mean, is it just a word that people use to dream up a satisfactory state of mind, or is it real with some living a totally free life, enjoying each second with relish?
Freedom to me is simply being, happy to be alone or laugh in company. Comfortable at work, enjoying the banter and happily working alongside others in a creative and innovative team. Being able to enjoy the countryside, happy in the knowledge that freedom is all around us, we only have to embrace it.
Freedom by Nan Witcomb
FREE, as the wind upon the ocean,
free, as a bird about to fly,
free, as a tiger in a jungle, -
freedom, that’s the universal cry
but do we cry
for freedom without thinking -
like a child wants everything he sees -
do we know that freedom can be lonely ………..
do we really have the courage
to be free ?
Free, as a gypsey in the winter,
free, as a bird without a sky,
free, as a dolphin without water, freedom -
that’s the universal cry …….
Nan Witcombe, Thoughts of Nanushka
Is it that when we go through change we experience all these things or is it that change instills a feeling of fear even when it is leading to freedom and a new life to live?
Thoughts of a Monday, in a sunny Newcastle!
