Freedom

She is curious and a little shy. I demonstrate a couple of poses as I speak to her with the same tone and respect that I would a CEO of a major corporation. She ignores my suggestions and makes a goofy face. I capture it and show it to her. She laughs. We make a few more. She makes us both laugh. She realizes that I am OK with whatever she does. That freedom silently invites her to reveal the magic of her unique identity. A beautiful moment that soars above words and ideas where she is only herself… completely free… unfiltered and miles beyond any judgement. Her truth is pure. This moment is everything.

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