#freespirit got me thinking. To declare oneself a “true free spirit” is a grandiose gesture. It’s to align with surface, tangible, and superficial things. In truth, the meaning and depth of being a free spirit holds with it so much more than most of us will know in this life, or in lives to come. A majority of souls will take longer for a plethora of reasons, but notably, because of a lack of forgiveness paired with appropriate boundaries and self security. A free spirit is the most rare form of existence you can find or achieve. “Who and what are free spirits?” you may ask. Certainly not I.
A free spirit is not a girl who wears anklets and long flowing hair, likes turquoise rings, and enjoys the Grateful Dead. A free spirit is not the boy chasing the perfect desolate barrel around the globe with low funds and his board bag.
A free spirit is the soul and essence of the universe untainted and fully open. It is the lessons and experiences of lifetimes. A true free spirit is the abandonment of fear and judgment—it is life in love and truth. It radiates nothing but purity, patience, and grace. A free spirit is awakening and enlightenment. It is the embodiment of real acceptance. It is the soul that has chosen or evolved into the path of least resistance by allowing the human experience to move through it, within it, and around it. While it has the understanding that a pre-chosen path exists, it has the power to choose what is projected on the screen and to change the script at any time. It knows life is its very own leading role performance, director, and producer in one. It moves through the reel by what its thoughts, intentions, and actions attract. Like a moth to a flame, whatever a free spirit projects inward and outward, positive or negative, is inevitable.
I live my life intending to find the space and power within my soul to reach this state of pure consciousness, away from the current collective, hoping to pave the way for what can be the collective, one fuck up at a time. In no way do I believe I am there. To consider myself a free spirit would be an insult to those who are, but a real life free spirit would never mind. A true free spirit would never write, defend, or explain her stance. She knows, and she is, and that is enough. A true free spirit also knows the dedication and lack of criticism and aggression it takes to be able to adapt your mind and heart to accepting that each human has her place and purpose. A true spirit sees the light in every single experience, lifestyle, and circumstance, because it knows it is, and once was, you. It is constant effort until awareness is effortless. It is learning to have control over not ever needing to have it. It is not taking life too seriously. It is laughing at it all.
Most importantly it is here and now. Raw, real, unfinished. It is embracing the unknown with full acceptance of the present. It is trusting this moment even when it isn't perfect, and even though it may not be all rainbows and butterflies. You may very well feel heavy and dark, but honoring your pace and place is more noble a cause than forcing a smile where there isn't one. I will stress that does not mean not owning up to your mistakes and using the “healing” trend as a crutch to hide behind. It means allowing that mood, thought, or mistake to penetrate and then be shed to reveal your next layer. Here is where you accept yourself for all that is true, self reflect, and evolve. The only person you can be better than is your former self. Now is when you stop putting cover-up, mascara, or band-aids on your ugly face and wounds. Let it in first, let it show, and then you can let it go. For this is when you allow the hairline crack to break and the light to come in. This is when the spirit floods in and dissipates. This is when you're free.