Falling Down and Getting Back Up

"Falling down is part of life,  getting back up is living." Jose N. Harris  Once upon a time, I was gifted with a pair of boots and told to 'walk my talk'. I'd like to believe that I have followed this directive by taking strides away from drama and following leads to in depth experiences. I paid attention to who treated me right and entered scenarios stimulating insight, depth and laughter.  It feels uncomfortable to shed old skin and find the self naked in new situations. A motion of descent then encompasses me while I adjust to loss and sorrow. On the way back up, I discover an array of new interests. Exploring this unknown, I find magic hovering in the shadows illuminating my lingering desires. These boots of mine were made for walking and gratefully, I have come a long way. Whether wading through water or shuffling through snow, they have supported me. At times I felt like a soldier going into war, but the boots wrapped my feet in confidence. New boot heals have been applied and shoelaces replaced, while my feet remain comfortably snug inside.