Emancipation of a Soul
February 3, 2017- the day of my emancipation. The chasing of the almighty dollar in exchange for my soul, done. No more living by other’s rules and expectations. Time to get back to me, the real me that no one knew. Back then, I didn’t even know who I was anymore.
What does my freedom look like today? It’s the ability to walk my dog daily. The time to sit and stare out the window for hours watching the birds cavorting in the trees. To see the shadow of the hawk as it flies overhead, searching for easy prey. To watch butterflies dance from flower to flower in my garden. To know I am no longer bound by the ticking clock or a rigorous schedule.
But the most precious freedom of all? To pen my thoughts and dreams, my nightmares, my heartaches until my fingers are aching and spent.
on my tongue like a bright song
the mockingbird trills
©2018 Linda Lee Lyberg
Photo courtesy of: My wonderful daughter, Tracy Villalobos