Friday, February 1, 2013

The Boot




One day I found myself staring blankly at a pair of my Horse Power Anderson Beans. As I stared endlessly at them I slowly started to recognize all the imperfect details about them, all the scuffs and the little crack lines that where starting to form in the leather. At this moment I never thought of these imperfections as bad attributes to my boots. They reminded me of the scuffs and cracked leather on myself, but these are not imperfections. They are the marks left on my existence of the ones that have changed my life. 

As I thought of the people that have impacted me, I picked up the boot and looked every inch of it over. Once I had turned it over to reveal the soles of the boot, I was met with some dirt that was adhering to the crevasse where the sole and heel meet. This led me to think of the many dusty paths that these boots have crossed. If these pieces of dust were still holding on to my boot, is it possible that the same dusty path I walked on still held a boot print left by me? 

As we think of all of those who have left marks on us, try to imagine those that we have imprinted as well. The path that we take is determined all by ourselves, there are people that impact us and help direct our paths, but it all depends if we use what they gave us or not. The next time you put on your boots think about the path you are going to take that will possibly lead you to your next scuff or allow you to leave another imprint in the dirt.