Showing posts with label freedom. Show all posts
Showing posts with label freedom. Show all posts

Tuesday, Sept. 4, 2012


Freedom….  Space….  The right to make one’s own decisions….  Children want it.  Teens crave it.  Young adults go to extremes to gain it.  Employees struggle to gain a glimpse of it.  So why is it so elusive?  Why must we go to such lengths to achieve it?  Even at minimalistic levels?

How much is enough?  Too much?  Just the right amount?  I suppose that depends on the individual.  The setting.  And those others who are involved.

For some, no matter how much freedom they get, it’ll never be enough.  For others, a little seems to satiate their appetite.  Others still tend to plunge off the deep end when given a taste of freedom, unable to discern acceptable boundaries for behavior, having been kept on waaaaaay too tight a leash where they were never given the opportunity to make their own decisions or learn from their minor mistakes without being made to feel that they’re a complete failure.

So what’s the solution?  I believe it all comes down to trust.  Without trust, those who are in control will never loosen the reins enough to let others prove themselves.  And without us having trust that others will grant us that chance to prove we can handle freedom, some resort to deceptive means to gain what they want/need.  A good example of both scenarios is when parents refuse to allow for the possibility that their children might be capable of growing up and handling more responsibility.

Does this mean those same kids won’t stumble and sometimes plunge into troubled waters that they themselves created?  No.  They’re human, just as we all are, and need freedom to make mistakes that they can learn from in order they’ll become better/more capable people.  Same could be said for employees and those whom they employ.

Like I said, I believe it all comes down to trust.  Sooner or later, we all have to trust.  And with that trust comes great responsibility, for trust needs to be appropriately doled out.  What do I mean by that?  Let’s use the child/parent relationship as an example.  A parent has the responsibility to allow their children to grow by providing them situations in which that growth is not only possible but also probable.  On the flip side, the child has the responsibility to honor, not abuse, that trust, meaning that if things do get out of hand or they’re not sure what to do next, then they need to reach out to someone, parent or not, whom they trust to guide them on the right path.  Same holds true with employers/employees.

So, though everyone craves freedom, space and the right to make one’s own decisions, the only individuals who will truly achieve that goal are the ones willing to put in the effort to trust, not only in their ability to offer trust, but also that the one to whom they are bestowing that trust will try to honor it.         

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

What is commitment? Following are the things that I believe constitute a commitment. They may be to you liking or not. Either way, they are what have worked for me. Perhaps we share some of the same views.

To me, commitment translates to trust. Loyalty. Respect. Allowing another the freedom needed to grow and evolve on their own. Trusting that the person will bring back to the relationship that newly gained self-knowledge. Knowing that what’s brought back will strengthen the relationship tenfold…maybe more.

It’s at this point that devotion sets in—or should. There needs to be a mutual understanding to shore the other up. To provide them shelter when they feel inept. To praise their efforts even though they may fall short. To willingly jump in to help them make up the difference in achieving what they set out to do.

And finally, infatuation is an integral part of the commitment equation, for it allows one partner to see past the shortcomings of another, instead, focusing on what makes them shine brighter than the rest. It’s the ability to let fall away the little things that otherwise might drive us crazy and undermine the relationship.

Commitment means to recognize what you want. Need. Dig in. Have a fighting spirit, if needed, to achieve that desire.

Twenty-eight years ago, I did that. I met a man whom I instantly recognized to be my kindred spirit. The ying to my yang. The person who made me whole. Two weeks later, I told a close friend that was the man I would marry and share my life with. So far, it’s worked out that way. Today, my husband and I celebrated our twenty-sixth wedding anniversary, and although it’s hard to believe, I’m more in love with him now that when I first knew I’d marry him.

I suppose that’s most what commitment means to me—the ability to share a lifetime with another and still be able to say they are your best friend.