A worn sole is a treasured soul

A wise woman once told me that my destiny was sewn in the soles of my shoes.  Tina said that as long as I wear my own, my shoes will lead me to the path that I am meant to take.  They will tell me when I need to change into something more comfortable or try a pair a bit more adventurous.  They will remind me to stop every once in a while to recognize my blessings in the sheer gift of being able to walk down the street.  Regardless of the label, each pair has a purpose.  Over the years, they have walked through mud and rain.  Some soles may be worn and graffitied with remnants of chewing gum.  But they are saturated with memories.  They know my story.  I have laughed in them, loved in them, and been in pain in them.  Tina inspires me to be true to my soul.  I am reminded to stay present in the flats that I am walking in today instead of wishing I was wearing the four inch pumps that I was dancing in five years ago.  While I may return to those red soled heels in the future, many miles can be traveled between now and then and many dance floors await to be danced on.  Every sole has a story and I hope to embrace each step, pausing to laugh when I trip and cry when I stumble.  Either way, I will pick myself up and keep going.  Tina, from one sole sister to another, thank you for reminding me to fill my own shoes. 

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Labor Day time

I find myself repeating the same phrase over and over these past couple of days but I mean what I say when hardly believing its Labor Day.  June went by and then July and I woke up on August 1st ready for the Summer to begin.  I love the Fall when the air requires me to grab a vest and smells of pine.  The bigger issue I am struggling with is time.  Time.  Never enough and yet there is as much as there ever could be.  I must do a better of job of enjoying the moment.  Labor Day is a perfect time to do this because the day is all about spending one last weekend in Summer mode.  One day to extend the sacred weekend with a short week on the other side to ease you into the idea of Fall.  So enjoy your weekend doing whatever makes you happy.  And when Tuesday morning wakes you up, there is no difference.  We have another day to make special.