Believe me when I tell you that I know what it is like to be caged. Caged by yourself, others, society, etc. I know what it is like to be caged so heavily that you go from seeing beautiful colors to only gray. The heavier and heavier the cages got the more and more I lost myself. It was not until my mid 20's that I could no longer hold up the weight of the cages anymore… I fell to the ground; I was clinically depressed. This is not super surprising since a side effect of limiting ourselves and allowing the illusion of cages to control us is depression.  During that time, I went on a vacation in Maine with my family. It was a rainy day and we decided to visit the next town over and check out their local shops. There was a Tibetan store that caught my eye and something about it drew me in, like a longing. I walked into the store by myself and noticed that besides the woman at the counter, I was the only other person there. As I walked around the store looking at the mystical objects, I heard the women from behind the counter talking on the phone to her friend.  She started speaking about her life purpose, fate and destiny. Something woke inside of me that had been lost for so long, it said… you used to believe in this too. 

 

That woman probably has no idea that her conversation saved me, but that is how spirit works. I was meant to go to that shop on that day, at that exact time and hear those words. This was the beginning of my journey in becoming wild and free. What I discovered on that journey was… I always held the key.

 

The key to all the cages was within me.