Gosh, I won’t turn this post into an expose of my inner ruminations and reflections but I will say that I’ve discovered what my own freedom is. It’s finding my way home. Over the past few days, I see that not being free (not connected to home) is attaching myself to what I want, think, feel and expect..etc… and acting on these energies. To be living with or in freedom is to not do this. Freedom is to see, understand how I (I think we all do this) attach myself to my ideas and feelings and act on them but in seeing that path, choosing not to go down that road.

Of course this has been going on for many years and the play just keeps on repeating itself. Upon seeing this, I find myself in a new place and one that is really my home.. It’s spacious and ever changing, peaceful, beautiful, intriguing and ever powerful. I sense it as a place of freedom, where I’m not reacting to stuff, but dealing with stuff and also giving free reign to my creativity. It is what I believe many folks call the “field of now”. I like this place as it is a center where all stuff emanates from and I’m learning more and thinking less about so many trivial things.

I have known about this field of now for a long time but knowing is one thing and living in it is something that I’ve not discovered how to do.. It’s strange, it has always being there but I didn’t have touchstone or way to get to it until now… I’ll have more to say as the future unfolds.

I looked for a picture that would reflect freedom and awakening but I was mesmerized by Richie Haven’s performance of his song “Freedom” at Cannes. It will have to do..