Many of you are probably familiar with the poem Footprints. After yesterday’s photo I just couldn’t resist sharing this parody with you. As I have explored Toltec Wisdom I have found the act of surrendering my beliefs, my rigid thinking, my limitations and my way of doing things to be an on going process.

When I was going through a particularly challenging period of time a friend sent me this. Not only did I laugh but the image helped me to let go with a bit more ease and grace.

One night I had a wondrous dream,
A set of prints on the sand was seen,
The footprints of my precious Lord,
Yet mine were not along the shore.
But then a stranger print appeared.

I asked the Lord, “What have we here?
This print is large and round and neat,
But Lord, it’s just too big for feet.”

“My child,” He said in somber tones,
“For miles I carried you alone.
I challenged you to seek My face,
Take up your cross and walk in grace.”

“You disobeyed, you would not grow.
You would not stand against the flow.
Your neck was stiff, your ears were shut,
So there I dropped you on your butt.”

“Because in life there comes a time,
When one must fight, when one must climb,
When one must rise and take a stand,
Or leave one’s butt-prints in the sand.”


So perhaps practice the art of letting go, trusting the process and going with the flow. Everything is pono (perfect) until we tell ourselves otherwise.

With love and aloha,