When I think the thoughts of what will make me happy; in a partner, in life, in a job, or in the simplest of things – such as – what do I want to eat, I always come back with – I want freedom to choose. Freedom to choose to be, to do, to have or to want – anything. Freedom to be myself. Not the me that my mother wants me to be, or my father, my children, my neighbor, or my boss.
The more freedom, or at very least, perceived freedom that I have, the happier I perceive myself to be. I am not saying that I need to be totally hedonistic about my life. I do a lot of self sacrificing for the benefit of others, but it is my freedom and choice to do it. So in having a perfect life, job or mate, should the number one question be – How much freedom will I have? Do I get to set my own hours? Will my opinions or suggestions be heard and considered? Will I be able to pursue my dream and be supported for it? Do you have organic food?
Just a thought…
Love, Goldi
Having a perfect life in a perfect world…