Today I was one with the ground I walked on.
I walked to class through the trees of sehome hill. At the end of the day, I was tired of wearing shoes after a long day of class. (It was lab day, so sandals weren’t an option.) So at the end of the day I walked out of the building, pulled my shoes off, and let my bare feet carry me home through the forest. Walking through the mud, over decaying needles, and squishy pine cones was honestly the best part of my day. And when I came to the road I didn’t bother putting my shoes back on and instead felt the ground I walked on. Gingerly walking over the rocky gravel and coarse sidewalks, slowing down and experiencing my surroundings. When I finally got home, the rug felt so soft under my feet and it made me realize how much we miss out on by wearing shoes everywhere. We don’t appreciate the mud, the grass, and all the soft things nature gives us. And we pound down the side walks without realizing the impact that the concrete jungle that surrounds us might be having on our environment. So I encourage you to take off your shoes and go for a stroll and discover what lies around you.