I read an article online yesterday that got me thinking. It was about a man who had just been released from prison after about 20 years. I then goggled the name of the prison and clicked on images to get a feel of what the text I had just read was about. This revealed pictures that repeatedly echoed the feelings of containment, constraint and confinement. From the structure of the establishment to the facial expressions of inmates to the equipment on prison officials, I realized this was a totally new world. I knew it was the opposite of everything I had ever experienced and couldn’t fully imagine the pain and negativity present in this environment. Restricted with no freedom to be yourself, your fate in the hands of others who don’t even know you and physically trapped in the same environment day in day out seemed like hell to the spirit. My heart went out to those in this new world and particularly the innocent ones wrongly locked up. There’s something about limitations that doesn’t sit well with me, it must be because I believe life wasn’t designed to be so. It’s meant to be open, free and expressive; like this it is always beautiful.
I would love to hear any feedback, suggestions or stories about your own journey…
Unobservable Life 
I was prisoner for years, not behind bars but prisoner to my past hurts. The abuse, the rejection, shame and betrayal. Then I met a man called Jesus, or He met me rather, and freed me from my dungeon of sin and shame. This is my story.
Apologies for the delay in getting back to you Gretiana…thanks for sharing…to be free / unlimited is a lovely place to be. Best wishes!