Intimacy is freedom. Yet, who knows how many times we were afraid of getting intimate – physically, mentally or emotionally. When we had the option of stepping forward, we had either stayed where we are or we had taken a step back. Going beneath the thoughts floating in our minds, how many times we were able to tell what really made us think? Instead of mentioning that our heart beats, how many times we were able to give voice to where our heart takes its rhythm from? Instead of expressing our emotions as a reaction, how many times we were able to confess why we felt that way?

We dont do these, because we are afraid of getting intimate, thats why, many times, we miss that intimacy is freedom.

Intimacy is freedom.

Starting from the simplest, it is talking for hours and then staying silent for hours. Spending days together and then turning inwards to yourself. Laughing and crying, meaningfully and meaninglessly.

It requires expressing ourselves and giving the opportunity to the other side to express themselves. That way, it gives us the freedom to share our dreams, disappointments, excitements and fears and it gives us the opportunity to participate in, even to get insipiration and to learn lesssons from what is shared with us. It is mutually revealing our light and darkness.

It requires great maturity. Because, it is based on the maturity of accepting that we are not perfect – that we are sometimes deep, sometimes superficial, sometimes funny sometimes boring, sometimes brave sometimes coward, sometimes ambitious sometimes lazy, sometimes happy sometimes sad and that the other side is also exactly like that and expressing this maturity is maybe a greater freedom for ourselves than the other side.

It is flexibility. Flexibility about the fact that life and people are not in the same course each moment. Flexibility to understandingly accept the moments or periods that require the need to be more intimate or more distant on a physical, mental or emotional level.

It is taking the risk to be open. A genuine intimacy had definitely witnessed an openness that sinks into the bone. Instead of misleading with a lie, taking the risk to hurt honestly is the most precious freedom in a World where the truth teller is kicked out of all houses while on the other side where everyone searches some untold truth beneath what is being told.

Intimacy is creating a relationship which we are willing to nurture wih our time and energy and it is caring for this relationship so much that we dont let it vanish with a little mistake.

It is only love and trust that binds us with whom we are really “intimate”. Indeed, for that reason, intimacy is freedom. Because we can really love only if our heart and mind is free and only if we choose to trust we can let our heart and mind be free.

BB