Do you ever feel like running barefoot and free and howling with the moon? … Sent with howls of love … xoxo
It is her intent to release the discomfort. She is ready to release it and be free. She is ready to live this life from love instead of fear. She is ready to be free. Free to follow her heart. Free to live in peace and bliss. Free to trust herself. Free to live as much as possible from her true Self. Free to listen.
Free to jump. Free to leap when it speaks to her. Free to write what she’s supposed to write and share. Free to dance. Free to go barefoot in the moonlight. Free to leave footprints in the sand of life’s beach and free to watch them disappear as if they were never there.
Free to experience fully each moment of life with no thoughts of what just happened, what happened yesterday or last week; or thoughts of what comes next or what will happen tomorrow or next week. Free to BE exclusively committed to that which she is immersed in the moment.
Free to sway with the wind. Free to kiss and hug a tree. Free to run her fingers along the tip tops of the grass. Free to take a nap in the sand with toes wiggling and giggling as each piece of sand makes its way through the cracks and crevices of her toes. Some getting stuck to stay for a while and some gliding on through.
Free to smile at all whose eyes hers meet. Free to hug freely and receive hugs freely. Free to let another soul know how much she cares for them without fear of rejection and abandonment. Free to receive unconditional love. Free to give unconditional love. Free to BE unconditional love.
Free to write for hours on end should her soul desire it. Free to learn the art of the making music. Free to let Love’s music flow from her heart through a magical instrument into the peaceful air that surrounds. Free to let the music surround her body and caress it with each note as it climbs to the heavens to caress the cosmos.
Free to love all beings and all animals. Free to love the grass, the bushes, the trees, the dirt, the rocks, the sand, the sky, the clouds, the soil, the water, the hills, the mountains, the snow, the wind, the rain, the thunder, the lightening …. Free to love the the wolves, the giraffes, the zebras, the horses, dogs, the cats, the pigs, the cows, the sheep, the butterflies, the birds, the fish, the frogs, the bugs, the snakes, the spiders … All BEings.
Free to scream from the bowels of her soul … F R E E D O M …. She wishes to be contained no longer. She is compelled to break free of this shell, this shield placed around her ages and moons ago. Like the baby chick breaking free from its shell, like the butterfly breaking free from its cocoon … with intense passion she patiently chips away at the shellshield built by others and by her lower self.
Like a prisoner who has no tools with which to escape, She uses bare hands and nails to scratch and tear her Self free from this shellshield. With its hundreds of gnarly scars, rough and broken with welts of pain healed over. The time has come to be released. The time has to come to have more than a peephole of an opening. Break the f*** free, saunter out, and howl with the moon. And, BE FREE …. Hallelujah …. And, so it is …
-2018, Lessons from Nature – Camilla Downs
See It. Share It. BE IT … Spread Love Everywhere You Go!
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