Confessions to the Earth Shoe Sisters
Surprisingly, it may happen in a circle of your dearest friends. You are encouraged to be up front. “Honesty is like a merging of souls” the sisters said. So I spilled my guts.
Suddenly the concept of “merging as a whole” changed. Single words or phrases I used TO DESCRIBE what I confessed, were picked apart. My confession in itself shocked no one…. What shocked my Earth Shoe Sisters was that I related the experience as “My Failure.”
“I AM A WOOD STOCK CHILD THAT BOUGHT FREDRICK OF HOLLYWOOD CLOTHING” My biggest failure was that I loved bad boys
There! I said all. I did not fit the mold of what others thought of me. What will I do with my self now? Cry? Think of ways to back track what I confessed? Too late now! When you confess to the Boomer Sisters, earth shoes fly into the air and long hair spills to the floor in swoon. A few were disappointed in me, but quickly pointed out that my biggest failure was only that I used the word “FAILURE” when I described what I did.
My biggest failure was that I loved bad boys
Yes! It’s true! Ms Natural, Ms Bra Burner….read Cosmopolitan magazine and bought Fredrick of Hollywood clothing. I did not merge into graceful old hippy relationships. I never learned to let go or melt. I was too busy collecting bad boys at the time. That is until the second most dreaded words I hoped to never hear were uttered in my bed by one…….a very quiet voice that sounded like it was being shouted in a megaphone to my ears.
“I’m disappointed…….{sigh}, ….you have cellulite in the back of your legs.”
“I’m disappointed… you have cellulite in the back of your legs?!” …… I yelled back to the man I love, “WHAT?!” How could this be? All that work to appeal sexualy and it came down to a few indents in my back thighs? Was this love, or had I created a movie to compare to the TV girls? I was so devastated I still walk out of crowded rooms backwards, and stopped wearing shorts and swim suits. My Earth Shoe Sisters pointed out I had done this to myself. They were right.
MANY OLD HIPPIES, {AND I AM ONE}, HAVE AN EL-NATUREL DRESS CODE EXPECTATION
Many old Earth Shoe Sisters, and I am one, have in their minds a biblical perception of natural foods, living and clothing. And here is the thing. To BREAK that code, is like Martin Luther breaking away from the Catholic Church.
Listening to a “Sister of the Earth Shoe” movement scold you for “breaking the code” makes you understand that there is a pride to being a Boomer, an Old Hippy, or Vegan that is profoundly religious in nature. It isn’t about drugs, or communes any more. It’s about remembering our roots, as well as the call of spiritual light and living the natural life in pride.
SO WHAT IT COMES DOWN TO IS THIS
Never scold one you love for confessing their fear. Most of all do not tear their words apart analyzing A SINGLE WORD’S usage. Remember that when people are in conflict and confessing, their words match the emotional crisis of the moment.
A WORD FOR EARTH SHOE CHILDREN
Remember, the shock that we have for the changing movement of today’s youth, is the same shock that was experienced by our parents for our own movement in the Earth Shoe Movement. There are many truths, and ours is not the only one.
TELL YOUR SECREATS TO AN INTUITIVE. IT’S HEALING & YOU NEVER SEE THEIR FACE AFTERWARDS..
My case is just a small one compared to the secrets I hear as a reader. After my Earth Shoe Sisterhood confession, I clearly saw how telling too much to those you love in order to bond can sometimes be “too much information.” for them. They love us and mean no harm. Its just if you don’t have to, why blow your image of comfort? That’s where readers are a God Send.
YOUR READER SHOULD NEVER JUDGE YOU. BUT REMEMBER. LET US KNOW IF ALL YOU WANT IS FOR US TO LISTEN. WE CAN DO THIS TOO.
Your reader should never judge you, but only give open minded advice.
The result is a clear conscious, sometimes a good laugh, and you never ever have to see their face on the streets afterwards.