Freedom for me is to think the way I want and to dream as big as my mind will allow.

Freedom is to witness the beauty on the northern shores of Lake Ontario.
Freedom is to look upward and feel the warmth of the sun on your face.
Freedom is to remember our history and not repeat the failings of the past.
Freedom is to vote.
Freedom is to decide what you feel is best for you.
Freedom is to forgive.
Freedom is to love unconditionally.
Freedom is not being trapped by the allure of inatimate objects.
Freedom is to worship or not worship.
Freedom is witnessing the ballet jumps and frolicking of the deer in the back field.
Freedom is outwardly showing respect and gratitude.
Freedom is the acknowledgement of natural resources and the grandeur of all creatures great and small.
Freedom is to dream of an action and to react to it if that is your desire.
William Wallace wanted “Freedom” and I am free.
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