IMPERFECT Lady

Freedom Waited for Me to Act

With the freedom of speech 

comes the responsibility to 

listen

With the freedom of belief

comes the responsibility to 

accept

With the freedom from want

comes the responsibility to 

serve

And with the freedom from fear

comes the responsibility to 

act.    

 

(Summary of FDR's Four Freedoms by Darren Walker)

 

I saw this on a friend's instagram -

 

I love how each of our freedoms come with a responsibility on our part.

 

It took me a long time to understand what listening was about - in how we can learn to understand another's journey.  Maybe it was when I learned more about my own journey, I could see the wide range of possibilities of others.

 

And, I love how belief comes with acceptance.  In order to truly believe you have to accept the facts of what is.  Beliefs that are not grounded in reality or in facts, are beliefs of falsehoods. I became a believer in acceptance - more than my old religion was trying to teach. 

In fact, it wasn't often about acceptance, but more about forgiving what is.

The sins - were washed away - to change reality.

 

Serving often relieves us of what we want.  And what we want isn't often what we need.

 

The responsibility to act - truly takes away our fear. For most often is we don't want to act differently than we have in the past, for then we will change how others see us or engage with us.

 

I just love that our freedoms are hinged upon a responsibility on our end.

Freedom isn't free from the consequences of our choices.

Freedom isn't a given - or a lazy relationship.  

Our freedom depends upon our engagement with life and those we spend time with.

 

In thinking yesterday - Memorial Day - what came to me was to not squander the freedoms we have access to. To use your freedom in the small choices - and how each little choice can change your world.

 

I am so ever grateful for my ability to act freely in all aspects of my life.

These freedoms came with my intentions of authenticity and to live a life that reflects my truths.  It took courage to step out of the patterns I was raised in - and each time I was brave and made a new decision, another part of me was free.

Freedom waited for me to act.

 

 

 

Our Love.

Thirty Seven years ago today, we were married.  

A small simple ceremony - began our marriage.

Who I was then - compared to who I am today - is light years apart.

We had to focus less on what marriage is - and more on who we are.

 

I have come to realize a marriage is only as wonderful as the two people within it.

Its value is in the character of who we are and the truths we live and the love we have to share.

 

Thirty Seven years seems like a lifetime and yet like yesterday.

We have both met life where it is at and have done our best to live in the moment and to always do the right thing, even if it isn't the easiest.  

Our imperfections make us perfect together.

Love is being free to be yourself always.

My heart is full of many emotions - heart strings of reality - and the ones with my husband hold so much of my love, joy and peace. I love our love.