Feeling absolutely free. Really?
Or is every limb constricted, balled up, drawn in, in fear of being smashed against rocks and getting thrown into whirlpools or rapids? I think so. What you want to really do, is find yourself a raft. Or climb on to the bank and sit, quietly, peacefully and allow your feet to dangle, to rest, to soak in the smells of fresh water and grass and logs of wood while the current tosses, smashes, whirls and sweeps.
Most of us are being swept up in the current. Some of us know this. A few of us are going to think it is going to be one hell of an effort to stop and climb back on to the bank.
One of us is going to do it in one huge motion, lift himself up and sit back. And say that there is no need to toss about. There is nowhere to go. Because when you are nowhere, you are Now Here. And that is the only way to be with someone. Including yourself.