Liberté

Liberté (meaning freedom) is such a tempting notion! But I don't think any of us is really free! Look at this statue for a start she is held up by a slap of stone (well obviously because otherwise she'd be laying on the floor and not look half as interesting!). Of course some people are more free than others... And I certainly don't count myself in this latter category! My mind is like the once famous Bastille! And my body with its aches and pains restrain me. But really I should not complain: I am able to walk, see, hear, etc.

I have done a few different things in my life: just like following a flying butterfly I walked different paths without really thinking ahead. Am i regretting it? The answer is not cut and dry. Maybe I know now that I should have made more of some opportunities. But what is the point of dwelling on something you cannot undo?

Just like this statue attempting to fly I have to do the same and get rid of the big slab of memory holding me firmly in place.

By the way I want to thank all of you who take the time to look/comment my pictures...and also read the little petals of myself that add along the way to with each blip. Thank you!