Sign of fall on the forest floor -- Seattle, WA -- 10.09.05I went on my first official barefoot hike today. : ) I'd been going on little barefoot mini-hikes for a few weeks here and there. But I'm considering this to be my first real attempt. : )
At this point, I must admit that I did not make it through the entire hike barefoot. There were a some places I opted to put the sandals back on. ; ) But overall the experience was amazing. I had the best time! My bare feet insisted on keeping the pace slow for one thing ... believe me I noticed every little thing on the ground. I'm sure we must have invented shoes so we could move along faster in the first place. But now, taking them off and slowing down may be one thing that helps keep me sane. ; ) Thank you Lone, for the inspiration.
Me -- Seattle, WA -- 10.09.05
2 comments:
Congratulations, Kat. :) I don't know why so many people are reluctant to indulge in one of the few easily-accessible natural pleasures left to us in the (sub)urban environment, but they are. So accolades to you for getting past it and taking advantage.
I'm sure we must have invented shoes so we could move along faster in the first place. But now, taking them off and slowing down may be one thing that helps keep me sane.
I think this is a cunning observation and I wish I'd framed it that way. Yeah, exactly... pacing through the forest barefoot, feeling your way along the textures and experiencing the world as it actually exists -- all this as opposed to charging through shod -- is exactly the same as the difference between savouring little bits of cheesecake, slowly mulling them over the tongue, and scarfing the stuff just to get it down your gullet. May you inspire others to savour the Earth beneath their feet. :)
Congratulations, Kat. :) I don't know why so many people are reluctant to indulge in one of the few easily-accessible natural pleasures left to us in the (sub)urban environment, but they are. So accolades to you for getting past it and taking advantage.
Just reluctant to leave their frame of mind. It's a path, it's been worn in the brain much like the paths we walk. It takes time to make a new path and let the old one disappear. We keep walking the same path, mostly just by rote. Going through the motions. It's only when we consciously choose another path that any real change can occur. Hmm, so anyway ... I'm not really saying anything new here. Just rambling.
Yeah, exactly... pacing through the forest barefoot, feeling your way along the textures and experiencing the world as it actually exists -- all this as opposed to charging through shod -- is exactly the same as the difference between savouring little bits of cheesecake, slowly mulling them over the tongue, and scarfing the stuff just to get it down your gullet.
You are so right. Reminds me of how I very often eat while driving to the next location. My attention on the road (or so we hope), and the food just making it's way to my mouth and then stomach without much notice. Another path, born of necessity, well some times.
May you inspire others to savour the Earth beneath their feet. :)
Yes, in the way you inspired me. : )
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