Freedom

In the here and now,
I sit,
I exist,
I contemplate.
The past has been written,
nothing can be altered.
It affects the present,
but does not rule it
unless we allow that.
Acceptance.
The future is irrelevant,
what will occur is unknown
and exciting and terrifying.
Adrenaline.
Exhilaration.

In this moment,
I feel light, calm, centered.
More certain and tranquil.
No longer will I allow myself
to be controlled by others.
My only master
henceforth is myself.
No more silence,
no more submission,
no more servitude or surrender.
Strength and solidity define me.
Chin lifted, defiant.

The room is furnished, warm, inviting.
Windows and doors are flung open.
I sit, I exist in the present,
allowing whatever may be to approach,
welcoming, loving, embracing.
Truth seeker,
truth teller,
truth knower.
I am ready.
To sit alone, to sit together,
no difference
but companionship.
I move from the room when I wish,
roaming, exploring,
returning when I choose.

A smile creeps across my face.
I am home,
I am whole.
Content.
Peaceful.