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Look down at your feet, right now. What do you see? Are you wearing shoes? You might be wearing slippers, flip flops, running shoes, supple leather dress shoes, or your most comfortable everyday shoes? I’m looking at a pair of brown, soft suede leather, around-town walking shoes, they're new. My go-to, most comfortable shoes.

As I was putting on my old faithful, worn out, daily shoes to run errands today a thought flashed into my mind. When your shoes wear out you’re simply back on your feet - right where it all started. It’s said, “A journey of a thousand leagues begins with a single step.” That quote is attributed to Lao-tzu, the ancient Chinese philosopher who wrote the Tao Te Ching, born 604 B.C. Imagine how worn his sandals must have been?

But what about today? Your personal journey begins with a single step every day. Just how many pairs of shoes are in your closet, or under the bed? More than you think, I’m sure of it. I see you running off to count them, ha, ha, ha. Where will they take you today? And just what purpose do they serve? Let’s take a look.

It’s early morning, you leap out of bed, slap your hands together and say, “It’s a great day to get up and get after it.” - right? Then while fumbling in the dark for your slippers you step on a stray cat toy - ouch! Or maybe you’re not quite so enthusiastic, one of those folks who practically falls out of bed. A padder - you like the sound of padding around the house like an ole’ bear with your paws. Either way it’s comforting. Where do those shoes take you? To the coffee pot for an eye-opener? Maybe to the refrigerator for some juice. Mine seem to lead me to my desk, to write. I choose to start my day like you, coffee, juice and a positive Thought for the Day I can share on Twitter.

After about an hour and a half you start to get restless. Do you dash off to work or go for a morning walk? I’m up early - let’s go for a walk, the cool fresh air will do me good. This requires your special walking shoes. You slip them on and begin to stretch as you secure the laces. Once you’re out the door now it’s your quiet time, time to think, and time to plan your day in your mind. How many plans have you made as you pump along with the rhythm of your heartbeat, a clear mind, and a strong body? Those shoes are priceless.

After breakfast you hit the showers. Then carefully select your work shoes for that day. What’s today? Ah, yes, I’m presenting a seminar. So, we select our finest most supple black leather shoes with their high polish luster. A perfect complement to the navy suit, white shirt, and silk tie. Huh, I see the heels are a little worn. Indeed, these shoes have seen many cities around the world. They remind me of all the classes taught, the people I’ve met, all the ideas that were shared, and all the business deals closed, they are dependable. The foundation that serves me well in my service to others. Mental note, “Be sure to drop them off at the local cobbler for new heels.”

It’s early evening, it sure would be nice to get a bicycle ride in. Or maybe hit a few golf balls at the driving range. Oh yes, there are special shoes for that too. They have stiff soles and cleats. Hop on the bicycle, clip yourself in, and you’re gliding down the road. With a smooth cadence, the cleats allow you to you push with the right leg - pull with the left. Feel the wind in your face, and the exhilaration of speed. These are funny looking shoes, but they perform their job well.

How about your special vacation shoes? Mine vary considerably. I feel “bully” when I strap on my hiking boots and challenge the high Sierra Mountains. The views exhilarating, clear blue sky outlined with the craggy mountain peaks. With every footfall puffs of dust rise from your boots, the peaceful sound of the buffeting winds murmur through the trees, you pause for a deep breath, the crisp aroma of the pines. Once again nature is your companion. Don’t you just love those shoes?

Whew, what a journey, back home, back to those most comfortable of shoes. Your everyday, go-to shoes. As you slide them on, remember, when your shoes wear out you’re simply back on your feet - where it all starts - everyday.

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