For the past several days I’ve been housebound because of the fires in California, wishing that I could be outside, and feeling a bit trapped. Until I thought about myself outside. If I were outside in that terrible air, then I would feel trapped and start looking for a refuge. When I found the structure that is my house and went inside, I would feel relieved and safe. And free. Free from the danger of the bad air. Free to breathe as deeply as I want. And generally free to do whatever it is that I want to do. Freedom is inside. Freedom is a choice. Freedom is being happy enough where you are. Maybe you are already free.