December 2, 2015
Upon release from Federal Prison Camp Alderson, my next step was to report to the halfway house and become custody of the Bureau of Prisons, BOP. I have completed those steps along with 1 out of 3 other adults in this country. One week from today, I will end my prearranged marriage with the BOP, sign divorce papers and take a new step towards my freedom.
Definition- freedom (with help from Google)
The power or right to act, speak, or think as one wants without hindrance or restraint. The state of not being imprisoned or enslaved
“We do have some freedom of choice”
Prison was my self-examination room and I was the surgeon. (Scary as that sounds, I graduated from Florida State University with a major in Physical Education.) Cube 44 is where I spent my most painful days and my most enlightened ones, sometimes all in one hour!
Once I began digging for understanding of how I ended up in Federal Prison Camp, things became clearer; I began to see what I couldn’t see before.
Now this is a “BLOG”… not Harvard, Cambridge or Oxford material, but a blog about life. (I know that certainly narrowed it down.) Ongoing, forever feeling, from the heart with something we need more of…humility.
It is often said in prison, “Those that have the keys have all the power.” I would have to disagree; the power is in all of us, not in the keys.
Living inside a prison, didn’t teach me as much about other people as it taught me about myself. I’m fascinating…and so are you! The more you learn who you are, who God intended you to be, the true self, the deep down to the dirty bone self. The smaller you will become but in a powerful and peaceful way.
“There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man; true nobility is being superior to your former self.” ― Ernest Hemingway
As I continue to live, I pray, and I continue to learn.