"If I have freedom in my love, And in my soul am free, Angels alone that soar above, Enjoy such liberty." - Richard Lovelace I memorized this poem in high school. I remember our teacher emphasizing the idea of being free in our minds even when we aren't free in reality. That really touched me and I have often brought that poem to mind in the ensuing years, decades, whenever I was in a situation and wished to be in another. Yesterday some friends and I were talking about whether we ought to forget the past--as is often advised in Buddhist tradition--or whether we should remember it to learn from it. And, I would add this morning, to savor it. Not that I am currently in any kind of "prison." It's just that this morning I have been remembering, thanks to posts of photos of Dunmore East by my friend Erica. Ireland and the U.K. have been hit with two wild winter storms over the past two days. With the result that Dunmore is currently blanketed in sn