Freedom is knowing who you are, like the difference between your ego, which insists that you’re simply not good enough, and your brilliant and perfectly lovable self – and choosing to give voice and power to the latter.
It is paying attention to the tug of your heart, and the whisper of your soul.
It is trusting the well of intuition and wisdom within you. And valuing that above what others, even experts, say.
It is seeking adventures that ignite your spark and call forth your passion. And choosing these things over goals to be pursued and checked off, because someone said you should – and you believed them.
Freedom is doing what you love, expressing who you are and creating your own rules.
It is bearing your humanity – your mistakes, imperfections and blemishes – nakedly, and without shame.
It is firing up your creativity and designing a rich and expansive life.
And being present to its unfolding, to the ever shifting tides, and the fullness of emotions and experiences that come your way.
Freedom is choosing to live compassionately and courageously, and saying Yes! to who you are and what you – and only you – have to offer this world.
Freedom is your oxygen.