06/26/2021
Love this and thought some of you might, too
Today, I had an angry commenter tell me to “take a walk outside barefoot”.
She said this as if it were an insult. As if it would injure my feelings (or my feet, I guess).
It struck me as funny, because I live in Alabama. My perspective is a little bit different, here.
The grass is soft and lush in the summer and on a beautiful day there’s nothing I enjoy more than feeling my bare feet against the earth.
Her comment reminded me that as humans beings, our perspectives are deeply affected by our experiences. Maybe she lives somewhere cold or urban. I don’t know. You truly have to walk a mile in somebody’s shoes to understand the way they think. Or in my case, you would have to walk a mile barefoot.
The point is, we see things from different perspectives. My way isn’t wrong and her way isn’t right, we are just different—and that’s okay.
Sometimes I wonder what would happen if we al just check led our judgement at the door. What kind of new experiences would we discover? What new things would we learn?
You could feel the warm grass beneath your feet and the healing power of sunbaked earth.
And I could put on your shoes for a while and discover a whole new perspective.
But in order for any of this to happen, we have to hold space for our differences. We have to wait, we have to listen, we have to try a little empathy.
We have to keep our minds and our hearts open wide, and prepare to unlearn what we know.
I told that woman, who was not in the mood, that I was indeed gonna take a walk outside. Barefoot.
She probably rolled her eyes and laughed, thinking I am a fool. And that stinks, because she is missing out.
She could have set her prejudice aside and walked a mile in my lack of shoes. I would love to show her the soft green grass that grows in an Alabama summer.
And she might have discovered there’s joy to be found in another persons backyard.