I love people who choose because they have a happy look, they are not angry with anyone, they show that they have what they have always wanted.
Choosing means not being afraid of what others think or expect from you. I am, therefore I choose…
I am #myself #moimeme
There are those who love to choose and those who love to be chosen… I’m definitely rooting for the former!
And if I go back in time and try to remember the first time I truly chose….I have it!
I was about seven years old when I asked my mother to study Music, who knows where this desire came from, no one in my family had ever spoken to me about Music and yet at seven years old I chose Music
It was the number one choice, then there were others, more or less challenging…
I have always chosen, clear ideas about what I liked and what I didn’t like, even when I was little. Even not very tolerant at times…
My family still remembers my screams as a child when someone tried to put me in a dress I didn’t like.
I didn’t like it and I didn’t want it.
Maybe that’s the point.
In short, if I don’t like something I don’t choose it, and this goes for everything:
a dress, a perfume, a color, a piece of furniture…
If I go to a hotel and I don’t like the arrangement of the furniture, I change it.
I find the choice a comfort situation…
And in the impossibility of choosing a sense of frustration.
I choose because that color, that music, that dress, that person… makes me feel better and obviously I take into account the risk that comes from it, the error of the choice made, but it’s all experience.
I’m not afraid of making mistakes, of putting myself on the line, of daring, I’m curious and willing to change my opinion maybe, but I have to try mine first.
Sometimes it’s even objects, perfumes, colors that choose me…
I don’t understand those who remain still waiting for something to happen and consequently I love people who choose because they have a happy look, they are not angry with anyone, they show that they have what they have always wanted.
Choosing a partner, choosing a dress, choosing a gift, choosing a haircut, choosing a book to give as a gift, choosing a color, a perfume.
Don’t conform, don’t repress yourself to accommodate other people’s choices, don’t settle.
And even when choosing is difficult, I would look for a small comfortable zone where each of us, despite appearances, can continue to do so.
I am writing this in a historical period in which it is certainly difficult to choose, to expose oneself. We are all waiting… suspended, scared.
I’m not saying to act on impulse, it’s certainly important to reflect without jumping into the void, but once the desire is clear to us, we have to go.
I usually rely on the 5 senses to also know how big the desire is and how much I like what I have chosen. It works.
I use them for all my Creations!
And now I choose a cover photo..
Happy Spring to everyone!
