There is a great relaxation in being nothing, in being not laveled as someone in the mind...
There is great freedom from talkative inner activities which would level every object and subject as this or that and forming the relationship as such...
There is a great freedom from wanting recognition for ur activities to satisfy the image that was constructed prior to the imagination of doing the work...
When u walk on street freely without the anxiety of reaching any destination, there is a great freedom of watching the beings and elements playing along with ur steps...
The subtle air movement, the subtle rustle of trees, the silent fall of flowers, the anxious feeling from a dog or the curious eyes from others or may be the detached behaviour from a stranger...
At that time the mind flows naturally...it is not bounded by any form...it do not become a pond where ther is fear of being dry with time....it just flows with the constant change of activities...
The great freedom is in the automatic flow of energy...the realisation that over thinking and over experiencing the same act bound the field of perception, narrowing the existence in to tiny little mind of individual....
The great freedom might make u a beggar for other's point of view,, but from ur perspective u r more free than the wind itself, from the burdened mental activities that others hold dear to their heart....