Imagine charging full speed ahead, wind in your face, legs moving as fast as they possibly can simply for the sheer joy of running, for the delight of freedom and boundless space. Has your tail begun to wag?
What do you do for the exuberant delight of the activity itself
“The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are. You trade in your reality for a role. You trade in your sense for an act. You give up your ability to feel, and in exchange, put on a mask. There can’t be any large-scale revolution until there’s a personal revolution, on an individual level. It’s got to happen inside first.” ― Jim Morrison
When in your life have you experienced a revolution of personal freedom?
Admit it. When you hear the word “moth” you think of a drab little creature that bumps into outdoor lamps and eats your sweaters, not this being of luminous beauty.
Whose beauty have you overlooked because of your assumptions?
Every now and again you come on a sight that makes you catch your breath in wonder: a gap in the rock affords a view of the waterfall, a low tide allows you a glimpse into the world of sea stars and anemones. A moment of quiet allows you to see straight into the depths of your own heart.
What thing of beauty have you seen through a hidden window?
Today we “spring forward,” losing a precious hour. Of course, that hour was never ours to begin with—we borrowed it back in the fall, and are simply returning it.
What is precious to you without belonging to you?
