Monday, April 7, 2014
As the cleaning up and out process continues, I'm coming across pieces of paper with things I've handwritten on them over the years. Sometimes the content is an outline of my dreams and aspirations, or what my perfect day looks like. Other pages have bits of inspiration or loving, direct messages that I've downloaded (as I like to call it) from that there power greater than myself.
What I've noticed is how very consistent -- even repetitive -- the messages are. In the day-to-day aspect of being quite human, I often fall back into the forgetting until another message comes along to gently remind me.
One of the reasons I'm feeling such excitement and sheer happiness as this move unfolds is that I'm experiencing those dreams and aspirations, so long held, finally coming to fruition. And that feels like freedom to me. There's certainly a wonderful sense of freedom in circumstances, like the ability to pick up and move at will -- particularly because I don't have children or a spouse to consider. But more than that, the joy and the freedom that accompanies the manifestation of long-sought desires and intentions is an exquisite experience unlike any other.
These are just a couple of ways freedom is showing up for me right now. What does freedom look -- and feel -- like to you?