What does being free look like to you? I'm not talking politically here. I'm talking about in your own, every day life. What does freedom feel like to you? When I sit silently and listen to what's happening inside my mind and my body, I eventually come to a point of silence. Eventually being the key word; it does not come easily or without releasing some fits of emotion. But when that silence finally hits, it's deafening. Silence is freeing, for me. I can finally feel what is truest to me, my Self. Your body can't lie to you. It literally doesn't know how. We can override our minds, but we can't override how the unfaithfulness to our values is stored in the body. Eventually our bodies will give away under the stress, the fake pretenses, the lying and pretending. It may manifest as an actual illness. It may manifest as a constant, nagging pain that eventually screams and beats you up (hello, lower back pain).
When I envision being free, it feels like sitting in an open field of green grass, glittering gold in the sunlight. I can hear the whooshing as the wind gently grazes my face and rustles the blades through the valley. And the smells! Everything smells so fresh, so intensely fresh. There are no man-made structures in sight, no sounds besides those of birds and trees and wind and bees. I am alone in nature. I am nature. A reminder of union that I so desperately need right now. I am not separate. I am a child of the divine. The one who made everything around me also made me.
Today, for just five minutes, sit down and close your eyes. Do not hold your phone. Don't even have your phone close to you. Get comfy on the floor or in a chair. Tailbone roots to earth. Crown of head lengthens towards ceiling. Breathe. Can you feel it? That breath is YOUR truth. Notice where it sticks. Notice where it feels tight and not smooth. Then see where you can soften. Are the shoulders by the ears? Gently release them. Is the skin across your forehead scrunched? Release it. Bring awareness to the breath once more. The coolness of the inhale, warmth of the exhale. Your breath brings life to your cells. Every tissue, every organ, every system in your body is working to keep you here, alive. You are made of strength. You are made of life. You are made of love. Feel it. You are love.