Finding myself outside the box

I’ve been thinking about the box this week. I’ve never liked being in a box. Whenever I meet someone who likes things and people in neat, compartmentalised boxes, we clash. They try to shove me in and an arm or leg goes flying, making its way from the prison in which they would like to hold me.

There have been times when I’ve wanted to put myself in a box. It’s really much neater and you can ‘know’ so much more about yourself, what you want and what you need and what you are like if you are fitting into one of society’s boxes such as ‘good mother’, ‘good wife’, ‘good daughter’, This can be very helpful if you are trying to save thinking space and decision making brain cells.

But I truly am happiest outside the box. I am happy when I’m not defined. I am happy when I surprise myself. I am happy when I can be myself and don’t have to consider any sort of image or pigeon hole to maintain. It’s great for me outside the box. It is true freedom.

There have been times when I thought I was outside any boxes, only to look around and realise I had magically managed to seal the box from the outside! I couldn’t even see the box any more. Getting out luckily only required realising the false walls I had created.

The last box I released myself from was a real revelation to me. I felt that I had no option but to live where I live and work where I do. This partly came from the fact I love living where I live and love the work I do. But when I examined some options, I realised I didn’t have to give either up and there were still options to get out and explore a little more. Goodness know I have a hankering to explore lately.

So, here’s to the boxes that make life easy and save me from too many decisions! And here’s to the fact that all boxes are just temporary holding places that I can break free of any time I want.

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