I used to feel like a horse who had a heavy load on a cart behind me that I was bound to continuously. I was either held back by the weight of my load or running to keep ahead so I didn't get run over.
Now I feel like the horse running in an open meadow - coat glossy, mane flying in the wind as I enjoy the beauty of the world around me...and if I give someone a lift, it is my choice, and no burden at all. Who knows, some day I may just discover that I have winds and fly!
~Christina, Lift-Off 260~