Little feet

My feet have taken me many places

Many beaches and bodies of water

My feet have been to Vancouver, to Chicago, Los Angeles, Montreal, Edinburgh, Amsterdam, Paris, Copenhagen, Oslo, Malmo, Vienna, Barcelona

My feet have taken me many places

I thank my feet for loving to walk

Being excited to carry me around

Being so thirsty for saltwater as the rest of me

Craving a dip

Where we can reset

When I cannot find the ocean, I fill a bowl with salt and warm water. And I sit with my feet in the bowl, in my bathroom on the toilet

Pretending

Summoning memories

Wreckage on the beach in Vancouver

Very blue water on the beach in Barcelona. The boats and the orange I bought at a shop on the way

Windy Copenhagen. A very stoic water. One that understood me

Even the big tank at the aquarium felt like a refuge. I was a little fish too

My feet have carried me many places in such a rush

Sometimes slowly

But often away

Today I struggle to tell my feet, “its okay to rest for a little while. We can go slow for a little while”

We can go slow for a long while too

I woke up with my feet in the sun today, nails plain and trimmed, calouses on the sides of my toes

They look different than they once did

They used to be so small

They had mud and slivers

I am grateful for these little feet for being so strong

They are still my little feet

Original recorded on 12 March 2023