I have been looking at an email that regularly comes through my inbox. I don’t always open them, but they are cards picked for me. Today was a hint at freedom.
There is something nice about that word, but at the same time, I wonder what I am being freed from. I may not like to let go. I think that was the point, though. Letting go is a struggle, and things are holding me back.
It can be other people, but it is likely your own mind. That voice in your head can tell you what you are capable of and lie to you. It can keep you in a box. It can have no imagination at all. I envy those who have no walls locking them in. No barriers to anything and everything they want.
But I will eventually decode my mind. Trick it into believing all things are possible if I just want it enough.
