What happens when prince charming rides up on his horse, dismounts, and kneels before you shoe in hand, and the glass slipper does not fit. You try for some time because you think that surely it will work- surely there is a way. And perhaps on some occassions you even manage to pry the shoe on- and you walk around in it for a while. You feel the discomfort and the pain and the wrongness of it all, but it is supposed to work out…. right?

I have used the metaphor of sand slippers for quite some time now, noticing how prince charming can morph into all sorts of things that society claims to be good and true and right. And I have realized that even though the masses clamor on about the inherent goodness of something that sometimes the shoe simply doesn’t fit and you must choose for yourself or simply go barefoot.

I am learning. Learning not to put shoes on that cut my feet, learning when to go barefoot, and when to say yes (even though I have been cut before). I am learning….. and that is my only goal……