Here in Pismo with an 8 year old we always end up at the swings on the beach, one of our favorite things to do. Today there were two young girls in their twenties, I overheard them talking. They were comparing swinging to feeling free. No doubt the feeling is freeing. Your feet dangling there in the air, swinging to and fro. Coming to a stop my feet would sink into the warm sand, with my mind miles from the everyday tasks and to do’s. This can feel very freeing. It got me thinking about what freedom means to me. I feel most free when I have inner peace, when my life aligns with Gods will for me. When I walk along side, not in front of God. A simple stop at the swings gives me a grateful heart and and warm sandy toes!