If you’ve been reading my blog posts for a while then you know that I often find more meaning behind these images than what may first meet the eye. That is what I love about photography. This hobby has taught me more surprising things about life, about my self, and helped me work through some of my Stuff.
Walking around a prison is not my favorite kind of thing to do. Even though there were places that were creepy and chilling, though, there were also some insights that came to me. I think the Universe has a way of doing that…showing me things when I least expect it.
All those bars, those barriers, walls of iron meant to keep someone confined. Claustrophobic.
Some of those barriers were “prettier” than others, but barriers just the same.
I found myself feeling very grateful that I have not had to live in a place such as this.
Which lead to the thought that I am free.
And that lead to the thought, the insight, that so much of the time I put my own barriers on my self, set my own limitations… and then believe that it is the truth.
I’ll bet you know just what I’m talking about.
It is so easy to fall into that trap and say to myself that I’m not able, not worthy, don’t deserve it, or that I have nothing valuable to say, that no one wants to know, that I shouldn’t this and should be or do this. And you could add more to this list, couldn’t you!
But, you know what? I’m free.
Simple sounding message, easy to write, easy to say, but is it easy to believe? No.
I think we build up our own little prisons in our mind and then throw away the key. We short change ourselves and put off or even give up on trying to do or be who we really are. Somewhere along the line we decided that who we are is not enough.
We are free. I am free. Yes, you are, too.
Through that wire mesh, covered with cobwebs and dirt and dust, there is light. Light that has always been there, deep inside us. We just have to break through that barrier, throw it aside, and fly.