Lanie Gardner: Free As The Wind
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Lanie Gardner ~ CryWe have come to a point where being better in a collective is not necessary, being more harmonious is. @theneighbours2021Ⓡ
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Lanie Gardner – Dreams by Fleetwood Mac (Cover) …As always with 🎧🤗 👇
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True Freedom is a narrow path, just as fidelity to your husband or wife is a narrow path. One misstep, and you’re in a quagmire of problems.
On either side of this narrow path of true freedom, are massive ever deepening and darkening gulfs—gradients of slavery.Whether it’s the often unnoticed slavery of emotional manipulation in your close relationships, or the abject slavery of a government as it enslaves its people through legislation, taxation, censorship, or forced labor schemes, only a valid and honorable contract (via mutual consent) can keep us on the narrow path of true freedom.
When someone ignores your free will, violates your rights, or denies you the right of mutual negotiation, your free will can’t be brought to bear, you are enslaved.
Rights are violated when the gatekeeper thereof, man’s will, is prevented from acting.
Slavery, in all its varied forms, is always the use of coercion or manipulation to prevent your free will from operating. Thus, only the opposite, only honorable negotiation, and its fruit, honorable contracts and agreements allows two beings with equal rights to enjoy their rights via free will choice—mutual consent.
Consent of the Governed is the only real standard, all else is false freedom.
Now ask yourself, how often has your free will been denied, manipulated, or coerced?
We know not how far from the path we have truly fallen, be it personally or civilly.
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She suffered from arthritis in her hands, deteriorating vision, and a yellow note in her file:
“Special care required – risk of disorientation.”
But Leonor wasn’t disoriented. She had run away. Intentionally.
Not accidentally. Not with help.
She had carefully planned everything: sewing money into the lining of her coat, drawing a map by hand, waiting for a dense, foggy morning. And then she slipped away silently.A few hours later, police found her on the Baltic Sea beach in Timmendorfer Strand. Her shoes were off, her feet were in the sand, and a lemon ice cream was melting in her hand.
When asked why she had done it, she calmly replied,
“Because I still know who I am. And it seems no one else does anymore.”She was returned to the nursing home. The staff were relieved, but shocked, and gave her a gentle reprimand. Leonor offered no apology.
That same day, her story spread on social media. A passerby had taken a photo of her—ice cream in hand, the sea behind her. The caption read:
“The runaway grandmother looking for freedom—one spoon at a time.”Within hours, she became a symbol. Not just of rebellion, but of something deeper: a reminder that old age is not a cage, but a new chapter in life.
A few days later, a journalist from Hamburg requested an interview. Leonor agreed, on one condition:
“Write about the others, too. The people who can’t leave. The people who haven’t forgotten themselves—but live as if they’ve already disappeared.”The interview was read by hundreds of thousands of people.
Leonor explained that she had once been a seamstress. She had raised three children alone. No one had visited for years.
“I’m not sad,” she said.
“I feel erased.” As if I no longer exist for anyone. That’s why I ran away. To remind myself that I still have a form. That I’m still here.’A month later, a German publisher offered her a book contract.
She replied, ‘I don’t want to write about who I was. I want to write about who I can still become.’
The book was titled ” I’m Not Gone Yet.”
It contained memories, but also wishes—lists of things she still wanted to do: drive a car again, kiss someone unexpectedly, learn to swing dance, sing karaoke, perform Edith Piaf in broken French.
The cover read:
“Written by a woman who ran away from herself—and found her way back.”Leonor died three years later, not in a nursing home, but in her own small house by the sea. A young woman who had read her book sought her out and ultimately stayed with her.
On her bedside table lay a half-melted ice cream cone and a notebook with her final sentence:
“I’m not afraid to die. Dying doesn’t scare me. Forgetting how to live, yes.”
And perhaps that’s the silent truth we all run from—not death, but the slow disappearance of ourselves while we’re still alive.
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The quote “As you start to walk on the way, the way appears” is a modern interpretation, often attributed to Rumi, but it reflects a core Taoist principle: the Tao (Way) is not a fixed path you follow, but a dynamic process that unfolds through action and presence. As you move, the path becomes clear.
This concept is rooted in the opening lines of the Tao Te Ching:
“The Way that can be walked is not the eternal Way; the name that can be named is not the eternal name.”
This means the true Tao cannot be fully captured by words or rigid plans — it is experienced through living, not theorizing.
So, while the exact quote isn’t from Lao Tzu, the essence is authentic: by beginning, you discover The Way.
Here’s me singing & playing with my brother and his friends when I lived in Florida. I’ve always loved this song! 😇
I hope you enjoy!
~ Marlena
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