Food + Cold + Sleep = Zombie...................Amber

Freeā¢dom 1. ability to act freely; a state in which somebody is able to act and live as he or she chooses, without being subject to any, or to any undue, restraints and restrictions; 2 release from captivity or slavery; release or rescue from being physically bound, or from being confined, enslaved, captured, or imprisoned
I guess we all fantasize at times about a million different things. And lately I've been dreaming about what it would be like to have complete freedom or what that would look like to me. Like when I think of heaven and having no holds barred on anything I often think of running through a field. And when I run through that field I am never out of breath, I have no pain anywhere and I don't have to worry about my footing at all. It doesn't matter if I'm being chased or I'm the one chasing something. I don't have to worry about pacing myself. Like there is always a reason why I stop when I run. Either I have no more time, one of my body parts hurt, the weather is bad or I'm out of breath or any other reason. And I have to stop.
But I guess life can be like that too at times. Issues like time, money, pain and circumstances can all keep us on this tight rope of balance. To be able to just get off and "run" ahead and follow everything that your heart is telling you to do without having to worry about all of the issues. To not have to be worried about your "footing" or if the next step is right/safe. To just go ahead and do everything because your energy will last. To give your everything into your passions without worrying about conciquences. Lots of risks...
Anyways...this makes a lot of sense in my mind and maybe to other runners...but I would really be interested in what people think/dream/fantisize (I hate spelling that word because I think I spell it wrong..) about when they think of freedom. I've started a list. Maybe it's not that important, but it's sure really interesting


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When I think of freedom, the idea of flying comes into my head...
Practically - with an airplane, the freedom to go to any far-away land and find adventure in discovery or in service
Impractically - flying like Peter Pan - with nothing holding me up, and not flapping my arms, but soaring and gliding.
In my mind true freedom is living in a spiritual body, maybe something like heaven. Where you can roam free and be totally satisfied. Where life is not dictated by what you don't have (like our souls SCREAMING to be one with God) but by what you don't need.
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