I was driving home today with my window half open, thinking I will turn 38 in 3 months, feeling a bit guilty because it’s Monday and I have no office or cubicle to report to. I don’t have a million dollars in the bank, so how can we feel free when we stubbornly tied money to freedom? What is freedom anyways? How do you define freedom? Being able to do what ever you want, go wherever you want, buy whatever you want, well then you are not free. If we look at freedom from that perspective, I don’t think we will ever be…an endless pursuit. Then I looked up and saw a bird flying high, and I felt his invitation to redefine freedom.

Freedom: Is our ability to feel however we choose regardless of what is going on outside ourselves.

And the little bird added…now if you had a million dollars in the bank, that’s freedom on steroids!

How do you define it?

Picture by: Meredith Farmer