I remember the time when someone told me that I was buying way too many boots and heels . . . and that if I only spent the same amount of energy on my spiritual life as I did on buying new shoes, I would be a much happier person. Yep. Someone told me this as I was going through my urban coffee days — as a top-notch barista in a singularly-popular coffee shop, sporting a green apron and pushing beverages to the Needy Uncaffeinated .
This good-advice person’s name was Ernest, and I took his advice as Ernest being Earnest. At the time, I appreciated Ernest’s insights. After all, it isn’t often that someone tells you at the hand-off bar that you could use a whole lot more spirituality in your soul. It’s the sort of thing that makes you stand up a little straighter and take notice of your foot apparel for that particular day. And while Ernest certainly hit one of the nails on the head, there were yet a whole lot more nails dotting the board a’waiting some serious banging. It was a time of life when a whole lot of is were waiting to be dotted and a lot of ts were hoping to be crossed . . . in other words, I was experiencing Life just like everyone else — what with it being so uncertain and all. The best word for that time of my life could be summed up as: Major Transition. and we all know that Periods of Transition can use a Goodly Dose of Imminent Spirituality.
Transition. Not a bad thing, transition. I look back now, what with hindsight being so great and all, and connect the Scattered Dots that have led me to today . . . with Now being pretty darned great in comparison to Then. Life has its moments and its cycles. And I am the first to say that I am always glad when I am out of my Frail-Souled, Boot-Buying Paradigm. However . . . please, let there be a however in this story’s moral.
Here’s the However: Ernest’s Sage Words aside, there is nothing wrong with feeling a moment of joy when buying and wearing a super-cute pair of shoes or boots. This little tale is in no way meant to serve as a warning to those of you who have a passion for buying Boots, Heels, or Sandals. After all, the purchase of such items need not mean that your Soul is experiencing a Dearth of Integrity. It just means that you have Fun wearing your boots. Simple. I have spent many a happy hour, fighting off the Challenges of Transition as I danced my boot heels into oblivion on the dance floor.
I think of Ernest on occasion — especially when I am looking in my Shoe Closet. He was a kind soul who meant extremely well and who carried with him an Eye for Spirituality — and its Lack Therein. He was a good person who could see Life Conflict written on me and who believed that putting those Boot Dollars into a 401K would have served me in a much better way. Maybe Ernest was right. I don’t know, but I do think that his heart was in the right place by speaking up and putting it out there.
Life is a lively event. Wear your boots with fun in your heart, drink coffee, and get to it.
What’s stopping you? xox Boots
As for the boots below . . . I want!
Ariat Women’s Unbridled Roper Western Cowboy Boot
Ariat Women’s Showbaby Western Boot
Ariat Women’s Fatbaby Heritage Vivid Western Cowboy Boot