"Fill me to my core with self-acceptance and worthiness."
Tosha Silver
Once, I received a pair of old work boots as a gift symbolizing my ancestors and the path I would follow. I wasn't expecting diamonds or elevation into society, but work boots? Really? I examined my mind to what this could mean, but no explanation surfaced.
Eventually, I opened my heart, and blood coursed through me spreading understanding. I was not only fated to talking my talk, but to walking my talk, into extended horizons to reach those who ached to be worthy and accepted. For those I would serve, high heels would not keep me on even level nor would ballet shoes be of use to tippy toe around issues. I needed heavy boots to withstand the walk in the midst of the emotions of the heavy laden.
And walk, I did. I placed my boots upon a journey to find those who had lost their way. The heaviness of the boot allowed me to take my time, to not hurry and to be present with the broken hearted. As it had been the way of my ancestors, my traveled path was to instill a sense of worthiness into the hearts and minds of others. As I listened without judgment my intention was to reflect acceptance back into the eyes of the beholder with the hope worthiness would begin to grow.
