Embracing Freedom

In my 20’s I chased “dreams” hard. Almost to the point of exhaustion and moved to 5 western states in search of them. And I reached them. Only to find, they didn’t give me what I was looking for. They weren’t dreams. They were roles. Subscriptions. The buying in of a mass produced and marketed pipe dream I was supposed to want in order to “be somebody” and to own “some things.” Hustle culture at its purest. The titles, the salaries, the penthouse apartments, the beautiful “owned-things”, the house on the hill, the views, the wrong relationships, the statuses… none of it was “enough” or made me feel enough. The people I was trying to impress, “prove-to”, and earn their love, didn’t care. When I scraped away all the non-essentials, and got down to what my heart truly craved, It was to be free. To know what love was, and to give it to myself. To slow down time and enjoy it. To taste adventure. To befriend my fears and shadow. And to know I am enough, even with nothing but my memories and my being to show for it. This picture, to me, says “freedom found” and it feels good to have found it after all these years and realize it was always within reach. All I had to do was let go, kill my ego, and learn the best way to keep from drowning and turn surviving into thriving is to learn to float and just BE