Be Free

I don’t know what freedom looks like, but I’m guessing it looks a lot like a bird. Or dandelions. Or anything at all that sails on the wind. It would probably smell like the earth on mornings, especially after it’s been raining and the sun has just come out—moist and soft and warm. If it could sing, it would probably sound like the calm breaths of an ocean at dawn, a majestic kind of silence that only manifests itself in very special moments.

No, I cannot be sure about any of this. I am not sure how my senses can perceive freedom. But I am sure of one thing: I am free.

And you. You don't need a certificate or a government or a religious sect to tell you that you're not free. You were made free. In your heart you must know that, that in every situation you have a choice. You can't ever say "I don't have a choice." Just the fact that you can say that you don't have a choice already says that you do! So make good choices. Make choices that will not hurt you or the people around you. Educate your freedom with truth and exercise it with love. Don't just be free. Be good.