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Freedom


Freedom, a word that means similar things to different people in diverse circumstances.

Freedom to a slave or prisoner could mean the breaking of chains. To a caged bird, it literally could mean the same or perhaps its ability to fly.

Freedom to a hungry stomach would be food. To a starved and depressed soul, it could be love or maybe the strength to run.

Freedom to the poor and struggling could mean money, lots of it. To the wealthy leper, it would be healing and clean skin.

Freedom to the obese could be to lose some pound of flesh; this should save a life. To a broken and hurting spirit, it could be to forgive and free the thorns.

Freedom to a capped bottle of ‘bubbles’ would be a release of pressure, no matter how little. To a bottled, trapped, or silenced mind, it would simply mean ‘expression’.

Freedom to the blind could mean sight. To the heart, it would mean the same.

Freedom could mean expressing yourself freely yet restraining enough not to harm others with your words or actions.

Freedom right now could mean being able to hug, touch, gather, travel, move without restrictions, and breathe again.

It is a choice.

It is what it means to you.

It is a very abstract word, that no vibe could describe it accurately for everyone.

So, what does freedom mean to you?

Love & Light,

TA


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