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Our spiritual and physical freedom are intertwined.

Few within the cacophony of natural health meditation junkies have even considered, let alone reached for, the true beauties of spiritual pursuits. Such journeys are not for coping with life’s common struggles; that is a byproduct. The modalities of the unseen and the stewardship of our spirit aren’t toward some zen state or mastering some religious bureaucrat’s interpretation of certain words spoken long ago. The realm of our soul is a grand adventure toward a yet-to-be-realized beauty. This journey isn’t filled with earth tones, dyed deadlocks, and drum circles on a mission toward the perfect high; it is for the forcful actions of those who have mastered violence on the bravest of missions to defeat the tyrant living within our own hearts and spirit of control which opresses or fellow man. Freedom is both the process and the goal.

Our freedom within is diminished to the degree we have surrendered the dignity and sovereignty of our soul to another. As the communist block suffered in the arts and creativity, so has our ability to create and adventure toward a new beauty been waylaid to the extent someone else sits on the throne belonging to, and destined for, our unique self.