Freedom found in a painter's wife and a good buddy.

The name of the blog, "From this Vantage Point."

The idea: "To try to find a new way of seeing things."

The application: "Allows me to realize that my way of seeing things is not the only way, and recognizing the other views does not necessarily mean I agree or believe in those ways, but it allows me to broaden my mind, become more accepting of others, and questioning what I know as truth."

I just read a column from a well known lady around my home town who calls herself a "self proclaimed hippie." She talked about how when she was young, she wanted to be a rich, famous actor. She wanted the buzz. But through out her life, the experiences she's had has made her realize she's the person that is made up of the events of her life.

I can tell you, she possesses nothing near pretentiousness. No, far FAR from it. If you look at her from a "normal" point of view (and what the heck is normal?) you might consider her a bit strange. But she's got freedom. She's still got dreams that will most likely never come to be, but she lives with freedom.

I've got a good friend from high school who lives with freedom as well. Remember in high school if you were type-1 you couldn't be type-2? If you were a "dumb football player" you were not allowed to be a chemistry whiz. My friend from high school was your typical "indie" kid, dressing like a soft spoken rock star, but he was part of the show choir (something the indie-kids just didn't do), he moved onto Mississippi College and became student body president, and is going to move on in the direction he feels best for his life.

He even had the strength and maturity to realize that his relationship with God is strong and that "church camp" just wasn't for him. You could've been John the Baptist and if you didn't show up to "church camp" you were going to hell! Not my friend. No, he's transparent. True.

I posted a Facebook status one time that I wanted to live in the freedom that the middle-aged white women who dance like morons on the Ellen Show have. I want to dance at unknown bands' concerts. I want to relish in the morning sun of a Sunday morning. I want to find the beauty in the coolness of cold, cold fruit. I want to live in freedom.

Does that mean I'll be a rogue or an odd duck? That's the beauty of it! It doesn't matter.