In this blog I explore those beautiful moments when the mind loosens, beliefs drop away, and liberation grows. In these narrow slices of time we can rediscover the pure freedom of childhood. For me, I return to the joy I experienced playing outdoors with my cousins right up until the moment of bedtime. On those warm summer nights, when the sunset lit our games, the frogs and crickets played us their music, and our mothers came outside to call us all home, I ran through the fields and the fireflies with a freedom, joy, and love that is the birthright of every human being. -Walter Parenteau
Warm Summer Nights 
Very well said and insightful. Much worth thinking about.
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