Freedom is one of my top values and one which others often tell me that I give themselves permission to connect to through my being. A couple of weeks ago, before delivering an online creativity workshop, I ventured out for my stroll and got caught in a big storm that physically connected me to that sense of wildness that makes me feel free and so, of course, I wrote about it and brought some of its energy into my workshop!
There’s freedom in the morning rain that messes up your hair
There’s freedom when we do not tame the wildness in the air
There’s freedom in the letting go of being what’s expected
There’s freedom in the current flow, the past too oft dissected
There’s freedom in the muddy shoes that scuff the earth beneath me
We get to be who we so choose, permission how you teach…
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