Wind

How do we tame the spirit of something so wild, unhindered and free? There is so much to learn from this untamable beast as it passes through, refreshingly renewing all it touches. Ruffling, disrupting and reviving anything motionless so that is able to come alive. Yet the most powerful thing about wind is that it never stays, never holds on to all it touches and continues living unobstructed by all it has seen and felt. In observing this, I am reminded that I too desire to be like the wind. I desire to touch the lives of others in a way that ignites their spirit. Yet I wish to remain uncaptured, like the wind, passing through their lives, invigorating but not remaining. For I know that if I stay, I will trap the freedom of an unlimited power by creating an identity for it, by governing it with rules and suffocating it with beliefs. Instead, I yearn to discover the weightlessness of true freedom, I yearn to be like the wind, ever present, observing and impacting but never lingering.