I
had to do some cutting of trees yesterday, so I had to put my boots
on. The first thing I noticed as I walked out of the cabin and off
the front porch, was how little I was paying attention to where my
feet were. Having walked off the porch many times without shoes, I am
aware of how aware I have to be. I need to notice if there is
anything there on the ground that I might not want to step in or on.
In my boots, I just trudged along, eyes up, focused on where I was
going, not where I was.
This
brings me back to the reason I choose not to wear shoes in the first
place. It is because of the connection it creates between me and the
moment I am in. I have to be paying attention to where I am to keep
my feet safe. Barefooting is a concrete practice that creates
tangible reminders of what happens when I get distracted. It has
given me many gifts.
Today,
I am gratetful for the gifts in find in the moments I am in.
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