Breaking walls.

I would like to live in a field. Laid bare. No walls. Open to all the elements. The good showing,  the bad wasting away.
 

....golden wheat grass or lavender hills.... expansive miles that meet the sky...

...rolling hills.... open arms.... strong warm wind....

...standing open... eyes closed..... but heart raised.... no, heart bowed.....

feeling the surrounding hand of God.... behind and before.... glory shouting from all creation.... a song in the silence..... a heart song.... giving over.... letting go.... leaning into the wind..... leaning into I Am....

I would like to live in a field.