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There’s this woman I know.
You may know her too, or a version of her.
For some of you, she may be a he. For me she stands in the middle of a field—surrounded by daisies.
Arms open wide like she’s ready to fly. But she doesn’t.
She knows that her place is here, now, grounded, present. Her two feet—barefooted feet—buried in the grass.
So instead she twirls. She twirls and sings, laughs, dances, jumps up and falls down. She gets back up. She is happy.
I don’t know what she does, or where she lives, or how she came to be so free. But I do know this: this woman is me. The me that I want to be.
http://www.elephantjournal.com/2012/03/words-to-live-by-172-words-to-free-your-soul/
You may know her too, or a version of her.
For some of you, she may be a he. For me she stands in the middle of a field—surrounded by daisies.
Arms open wide like she’s ready to fly. But she doesn’t.
She knows that her place is here, now, grounded, present. Her two feet—barefooted feet—buried in the grass.
So instead she twirls. She twirls and sings, laughs, dances, jumps up and falls down. She gets back up. She is happy.
I don’t know what she does, or where she lives, or how she came to be so free. But I do know this: this woman is me. The me that I want to be.
http://www.elephantjournal.com/2012/03/words-to-live-by-172-words-to-free-your-soul/