I awoke with the idea that my life is one of freedom.
Am I ever grateful, each and every morning – that I awaken rested, that I’m pain free and that I will live into a terrific day serving clients, walking, editing my next book and meeting all that arises with an open heart.
I’m humbly certain that I’ve earned this free status through nothing I did, as well as by the long journey I’ve intentionally, prayerfully been on to evolve, heal and live into my given name of Joy.
Along the way, I’ve suffered, disliked myself, hidden in clothes too large, raised two sons with a man who is now my ex-husband and dated various men post-divorce, exchanging gifts we each needed to grow into new versions of ourselves.
Michael and I just celebrated our second anniversary.
We have enjoyed two adventuresome years with the grace of freedom between us. There’s no fear that he’ll leave me for another, or fear in Michael when I talk with men.
Our connection is deep, loving, honoring, spiritually grounded and close…too beautiful to believe that it won’t last, though we have no idea.
Then there’s a friend of mine I’ll call Lisa.
She married a man who deepens into his religion over time, which means that Lisa needs to spend more time shopping and cooking to meet standards.
Oh, my.
I see my life of freedom contrasted with her life of contraction. (Of course, this is all in my understanding, and I could be very wrong, though I heard her complain about the new standards the last time we visited.)
It makes me wonder about religions that ask their followers to contract into particular beliefs.
We attend Unity of the Blue Ridge in Mills River, NC, which is a place where Love is celebrated, no matter what color, gender or sexual persuasion we are.
We believe in a Love that permeates the world, and which calls us to live into our radiant, loving selves, blessing each one we meet.
Yes!
Free to be expressing Love in the world.
I am that.
Are you?
May I offer you spiritual support on your journey?
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