People are slaves to many things. Money, love, other people, jobs, our minds, our hearts, the hearts of others, the list goes on and on. Most of the time we’re not aware of our cage because we have become so accustomed to it. We sit on our perches wearing rose-colored glasses and thinking life is completely normal. Then our cage gets shook and we realize we’ve been holding our breath and ignoring the bars.
I felt caged in my situation and I didn’t know how to escape once I realized I was trapped. When I went from married-happy-family to manic-clueless-single-mom I had no idea what to do. So I cried… a lot. I stopped breathing and just flew on auto-pilot for a while. Not well mind you. I was mostly a half-alive zombie, and then my cage was shaken. It wasn’t instantaneous. I actually had to have people rattle my cage several times for me to completely wake up. It took a lot of effort, but I finally realized I couldn’t walk through life waiting on someone else (aside from my son) and thinking everything was hunky-dory. I can’t control the actions of anyone but myself, and while sometimes I make irrational decisions or act before I think, with every door that gets shut in my face I am finding windows are opening down the hall and a fresh breeze from outside is wafting in and tantalizing my lungs to breathe deeply.
There is that saying, if you love something set it free, I can totally agree with that. Also, if there is something you hate, or that is holding you back, set it free too. Give it to God or just walk away. It may be the absolute hardest thing you have every had to do, but it will be the most liberating and healing action you can do for yourself. It’s okay to be angry for a while, and hurt and sad, but don’t let it consume you to the point of mutilation (physical or emotional). You are worth more than that, even if you don’t realize it. I’m serious.
You are Free To Keep Breathing.
Free to Keep Breathing 