Standing on the edge, the wind whispers into my ears, coaxing me closer.

‘One step closer and you will be free…’

Tempting. Thrilling.

Escape, that’s what I crave. Escape from this everyday prison that we have caged ourselves in. We decide to follow the rules laid down by the ones who went before.

What do you want to be? What do you want to achieve? How successful are you?

These weighted questions are so heavy, they can never be answered. All they are is a burden. To feel is what makes us human. To think is our main privilege and yet we give that up so easily.

Gold. All you need is gold. This is what we are taught to believe. This is the only way you can be a success.

The wind doesn’t lie. Neither does the water or the moon. Fire will give you the truth and the earth will comfort you. We are the ones who burden ourselves with the need to ‘be’ something.

We are already something. I am someone. You may not recognise my name, but that will not prevent me from flying. I give in to the wind. I am free.