Being Free
your freedom is internal
I am free as the bird gliding and surfing the great wind. I am free as the warming rays of Father sun blazes and blesses. I am free as your touch meets me in the places secrets breathe open. I am free as the wild sea of blue shades power washing anew. I am free as Celtic stones with softened moss bringing age-olden peace. I am free as gentle rain caresses my sweet cheeks smiling grace. I am free as mountain climbs and sights steal glory in reverent awe. I am free as I see in opening to simply be.
Lovelies,
This is your reminder from on high: whatever happens today, you. are. free.
I love you.
Be blessed,
Hunni
Thank you for being here and making this space so vibrant and alive. Every word, every share, and every bit of support means the world to me. If you enjoy what you find here but aren’t ready to become a subscriber, feel free to leave a little one-time tip on Buy Me A Coffee. Your presence and support have truly helped create this beautiful, magical community. Thank you for being part of it.