i take a lot of photos of pathways
it's not just a summer thing.
or an outside hobby.
i organize my instagram images by month
and every single folder has multiple feet pictures.
no one else seems to want me to document their feet the way i do my own.
but sometimes i sneak them in
(these are Hannah's feet at a temple garden in Thailand)
when i go to therapy the first thing i do is take off my shoes,
when i walk onto the beach i fling them off and then carefully put them on a log so i don't forget where they are.
at the garden, i remove them and sink my toes into the soft earth.
at home, they are naked, tucked up under me on the couch
or when i sit on the floor cross legged under the living room window.
i will let my feet freeze in order to feel a connection with the earth, the floor, the solid foundation.
my feet ground me.
and they are my center,
even though they are no where near my physical center.
i love that quirkiness of me.
i am keeping the earth below my feet
very conscientiously this week.
it has been a week of tremendous personal growth and opportunity
with a whopping side of physical pain.
i am approaching my birthday tomorrow with more peace than i can ever remember
but i am still carrying sadness for my young birth mama as the hour gets closer.
my heart is empathetic for her aloneness, her loss, her gift to me that i am not able to thank her for.
today i am sitting with how to honour her,
yet also celebrate the growth i have made
this past year.
my feet are bare.
i am grateful for the sun.
i am spending time in nature today.
it is a deliberate decision.