What would it feel like to be free? Free of worry? Free of doubt? To walk confidently and graciously through the world? To walk with no fear, no sense of failure? As I move through the world, minute by minute, hour by hour, day by day, I look at myself in the car mirror, bathroom mirror, studio mirrors and what I see does not reflect what I feel. What would it be like to feel free of self-absorption? To just move with my mane blowing in the wind?