Free Spirit


The bright sunlight rays danced on her head, slowly forming a beam that lit up her face into a welcoming smile, “my name is trust“. I smiled back politely unable to reply spontaneously. I struggled not to chuckle, tickled by the thought of the strange name! Strange to me, but mine apparently not to her. She had met people from everywhere.

My precious friends, unknown to me, had arranged help for my trip. “Why would anyone name their child trust?” I kept thinking to myself. Trust was focused on her given task, and not as easily distracted as moi! She stretched out her hand across the ditch, offering to help me over, “We have a long journey ahead”. I thanked her, securing my grip in her hand, leaping across to her hug on the other side.

There were many, more ditches ahead, the journey planner had said. Having Trust seemed like a great help, as I was getting tired! She introduced me a few minutes later to her brother, truth, who owned the ‘chalet’ we were to stay in for the next few days. I thought again, his name is strange!

We drove through, wide smooth roads lined with dated palm trees, the fronds shimmering with a homely green. Wide open, tall, sturdy metal gates led us to scores of cheerful looking uniformed guards. I wondered what the gates were made of. I was awestruck by this picture of opulence and authority, mixed with joy and air of peace!

Meeting trust and truth was rousing more excitement! As the last blobs of energy drained from my mind all I could think was trust? truth? Trust truth… till consciousness lost its grip…

By Wonuola

It looked like the perfect dream, living on acres of lush green pastures, evening walks on the farm inhaling fresh clean air, watching sunrise and sunset untainted with man's interference! The scenes started to change like a movie fast forwarded and precious moments seemed uncaptured till quickly gone, never to return. I started learning to cherish life, the greatest gift above all things! I needed more, so I sought the source and got to know it came from Love and with it was always freedom! The rapidly changing scenes, with years speeding by, have been stormy and sometimes still, bright and grey, with highs and low! I have found meaningful living is not determined by circumstances, but rather by what goes on within. The fuel in the heart powers the body, its activities and interactions. Love gives life and powers living. Embracing freedom enables meaningful living and beautiful expressions of life. I remain passionate about a journey with life, love and liberty and hopefully encouraging others to do the same, living purposefully and leading in love by liberty. #LoveLifeLiberty

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