Freedom

Summertime….and the living is easy….

We’ve been flitting about rather a lot recently in Mr. I’s little vintage MG.  Top down, wind blowing and feeling not a care in the world. 

It brings back memories of freedom…youthful freedom.  Hot summer nights, friends happily piled together in a car and nothing existing but that perfect moment; carefree laughter, the wind whipping my hair into a frenzy...but not really caring, the scent of the lake as it cools in the night air, warm coconut oil on my skin and the sweet headiness of ripe fruit hanging thickly in the orchards. 

And the feeling of freedom.

Now, so many years later, sitting in this little sports car, I can still conjure up that long ago feeling.  I close my eyes and feel the sun shine down on my face with the warm wind rushing past me.  I taste the salty smell of the ocean on my lips and smell the sweet scents of lavender and just-cut summer grasses.  It fills me with a sense of wonder and sheer bliss, as we explore the winding country roads. 

And that feeling of freedom.

Spirit soaring.  Exhilaration.  Touching a part of me that has long been lost or perhaps just tucked away and forgotten over time.

When did I let this feeling go?  When did I pack it away and turn the key on it?  When did I forget that this is my natural birthright…this feeling of freedom that nothing can cage, and no one can take from me?  When did maturity and responsibilities begin equalling the grounding of a soaring heart?

I’m not sure I can answer that and I’m not sure that it’s even important to. There’s no need for regrets. It’s all been perfect.

I sincerely hope you’ve been able to experience the vastness of your own soaring heart this summer.

 

 

Comments

[olivia]

Yes, kate. Where did it go, and isn't it exciting when we feel it again? I love how you did this photo with Bob--you two look so cute! I also like your looking back on the changes and labeling them as perfect. I think that this a key to being happy, as well as being aligned with reality! xoO

[Susan]

So, how cute are you two? I once had a little MGB, pretty & yellow and I can imagine how driving around in one now brings back sweet memories.
Beautiful writing, Kate, hope you have a wonderful weekend.

[AnDee]

Gosh, you look happy! You look gorgeous!

I have felt old for years...These last months I have younger, freer, excited. Thank you for reminding me that it is natural to feel free!
Xo to you {and Bob!}

[AnDee]

I have "felt" younger...Why do I proof read after hitting publish?!
xo again!

[Dawna]

Kate, what a lovely blog! You captured the feelings we've all had so perfectly. I could just feel myself sitting beside you. Had a boyfriend once with a baby blue MG. Have loved sports cars ever since. You two look so adorable in the car.

Like your scarf too. . .

Luv and hugs, Dawna

[Stephanie]

Yes! That feeling of summer freedom! I seem to be weighed down with 'need to do's' lately but still feel I have taken advantage of some carefree summertime.

love the wind blowing in your virtual scarf!!
x...x

[tanna]

Oh, Kate... as every. single. time. I read your posts like this my heart resonates with the things you express so well... Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

Just starting to catch up a little and sending you all the best wishes for those free flying moments!! xoxo ~ t.

[lrntn]

Kate -- love, love the photo, and the images you're conjuring up with your words. Lauren