you are free the moment you have nothing left to prove.
i’ve been thinking about these words quite a bit over the past few months, after writing them in my journal. they creep up on me while i am out for a walk and when i am driving down the road or lying under the stars.
i’ve never really considered myself a goal-oriented person. i’ve always imagined living a simple life in nature, surrounded by trees while i grow my own food and dance barefoot in the soft green grass. i never dreamed of anything other than the freedom to be me in every moment. these days, i crave creative self-expression, honest conversations, homemade meals, heartfelt connections, long yoga practices, the great outdoors, fresh air to breathe and a warm bed to lay my head. the “proving one’s worth” game must be played by another. i have chocolate to eat, love to make and new depths to explore.