There are still places on our Earth where, on the night of the new moon, the only thing that stands in the way of your being able to see the millions of stars that make up our Milky Way is the willingness to look up. Unfortunately, the closer we get to what we call civilization the harder it is to see the beauty of our galaxy. People who grew up in and around cities may have never seen this amazing beauty, so they don't miss it.

This got me thinking about freedom. As we are seduced by promises of safety, small lights of freedom are obscured. The process is slow so we don't really notice the change. Eventually, though, the light of freedom is snuffed out. And since there are some people who have never experienced the star shine of true freedom, they don't even miss it.

Today, I am remembering to be grateful for the freedom I still have, that it might be a beacon guiding me toward what is still possible.