Free to Be

Today I'm remembering this perfect day on the Baja peninsula last January. I'm so grateful for my freedom to be.
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I remember myself 20 years ago, when I was still uncomfortable moving my body or speaking in public. I did it, mind you, but with a painfully heightened awareness of myself and of being watched. I couldn't truly drop into my own experience. Even playing my car stereo loudly made me feel like I was on stage before a panel of judges! I was hyper aware of myself - I was self-conscious. An interesting phrase, self-conscious. It feels small. Tight. Restrictive.

Over the years, instead of locating outside myself, or at the outer edges of myself, I began to locate in my wholeness - which is a much bigger place, a field of expanded consciousness - and the insecurity dropped away. I freed myself to move, to sing, to speak - to BE, wherever I am. Following my impulses, speaking my truth, voicing my vision, sharing my sense of humor, stretching out into life, unapologetically. It's such a joy, to be free.

Life is short. I'm here if you're ready to let go and live.

I love you.

Aowyn