Freedom doesn’t begin with the fact that I can do anything I want.
It begins where I am capable of not interfering.
Because how easy it is to say:
“Don’t eat that, it’s not healthy!”
“Get divorced — it’s obvious you’re unhappy!”
“Stand up for yourself, tell them!”
Or: “Don’t let your parents keep controlling your life!”
And I might say all this with the best intentions.
Still — the other person’s path is not mine.
My truth is not necessarily true in their timing.
Freedom includes acceptance:
that the other opens their ears and their heart when they are ready.
Maybe they won’t take the step now.
Maybe not in the way I imagine.
Maybe only years — decades — later, or maybe not at all.
And I accept that.
It’s hard to watch sometimes when someone suffers.
Unhappy. A relative. A friend.
Walking into the same circle again and again.
But nobody can spare us our own decisions.
Realisation and change are always born within — and when they are born, their power is liberating.
So freedom is not only about myself.
It is also about giving freedom to the one I love —
so they can be who they are able to be right now.
Even if I don’t agree.
Even if they choose differently than what I believe would be better.
Freedom carries patience. Respect. Silence.
And trust — that everyone moves forward exactly when the time is right.
Perhaps this is the greatest question:
Can we love without wanting to control?
Freely.
~Ildikó Dajbukát
Spirit touch healing
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