I wish I could remember who it was that said, “It is possible to experience a true and endless freedom, though – we must first understand what freedom is.”

Ask anyone their interpretation of freedom, and the answers will be vast in their variance. Each reflecting in our own way, that which often evades explanation.

Just as the radiance of light breaking through the trees, we see ourselves in soft patterns of shadows against the pavements edge. Defining for us the magnitude of this simple joy – a deepening of gratitude through clarity of vision.

For some, freedom represents the song within our heart; a harmony which balances all that surrounds. While to others, freedom cautions a more pragmatic view; securing only that which fulfills a need.

Either way, we know it when it’s lost; feeling its absence through the starker contrasts of pain.

And though, at times, we may feel despair; the resonance of faith is always there.

Reaffirming that which we’ve long known to be true; the gates of freedom are always within you.

In peace…

Namaste ❤️