My father was a writer. He wrote all of his life, inflicting upon many of us his novels, plays, articles, essays, and self-help books. Some were marvelous; some merely well-intentioned. But of all the things he wrote, his journal is his legacy: by turns wise and bewildering, it neared 1,100 type-written pages when he died in 2010. Although perused many times, this is the first time it will be read - cover to cover, page after page.
Wednesday, April 23, 2014
Free Yourself
Another very obvious notion, one repeated and read so often its significance might be overlooked is that truth will make us free, a freedom that is within us and were we to deny or diminish it we would invite slavery to partake in the lie. It will make us free, but not popular and it may not always make us happy. It will not invite contact with those uncomfortable with truth but it will increase our capacity to be close to ourselves.
Labels:
freedom,
reflection,
truth
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