Girl Who Loved The Wind is a children's book written in the early 70s. A young girl experiences freedom in the wind, away from her overprotective Father. I never had an overprotective Father, but I do have a disease that controls me physically.Today I went out for a ride in the late summer wind. Somehow I felt free from my handicaps -- I thought at full speed I might fly. It was chilly but sunny, and a slightly clouded blue sky made me recall watching all those animal shapes float over me as I lay stretched out on the grass. Childhood was blissfully filled with fantasy.
Freedom is not where you find it but rather where and when you feel it. The freedom I felt in the wind today was very much like the wonderful freedom I feel in 'aloneness' that has always lured me away from the mainstream.
Today was a marvellous day.
1 comment:
i'm glad for your happy, marvelous day :). i grew up in newfoundland and we always had plenty of clouds there. i remember laying on the hill behind our house - many days - watching the clouds move across the sky - constantly changing. great memories - thanks for reminding me :)
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