Opinions, memories, reflections, and confessions of a dark-skinned American African woman living the luscious final chapters of her life.
08 January 2009
Dream of Bare Feet
I dreamed I was walking all over the world in bare feet. On pavement and grass, Oriental rugs and marble floors, puddles and sawdust and ice. Every new surface was surprising: I'd look down and marvel Look at me! I'm walking on mud! or Oh my gosh! I'm walking on seashells!
My confidence and delight grew with each new surface. In the background of my mind, questions swirled--how is this possible? why doesn't it hurt? am I dreaming? But my confidence and delight filled the universe and crowded out the questions and I just kept walking.
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