Monday, October 24, 2005

Footprints for Pagans


I always held a special place in my heart for the poem footprints and today while surfing around the web came across this. Hope you like it as much as I do!!!

Imagine you and the Lady are walking down the road together.
For much of the way, the Lady's footprints go along steadily,
consistently, rarely varying the pace. But your footprints are a disorganized
stream of zigzags, starts, stops, turnarounds, circles, departures, and
returns.
For much of the way, it seems to go like this, but gradually
your footprints come more in line with the Lady's, soon paralleling Hers
consistently.
You and Goddess are walking as true friends!
This seems perfect, but then an interesting thing happens:
Your footprints that once etched the sand next to hers are now
walking precisely in Her steps.
Inside Her footprints are your smaller ones, you and the
Goddess are becoming one.
This goes on for many miles, but gradually you notice another
change..
The footprints inside the other footprints seem to grow
larger.
Eventually they disappear altogether.
There is only one set of footprints, they have become one.
This goes on for a long time, but suddenly the second set of
footprints is back.
This time it seems even worse!
Zigzags all over the place.
Stops.
Starts.
Gashes in the sand.
A variable mess of prints.
You are amazed and shocked.
Your dream ends.
Now in meditation you speak with her:
"Dear Lady, I understand the first scene with zigzags and
fits. I was a new Pagan; I was just learning. But you walked on through the
storm and helped me learn to walk with you."
"That is correct."
"...And when the smaller footprints were inside of Yours, I
was actually learning to walk in Your steps; following you very
closely."
"Very good. You have understood everything thus
far."
"...When the smaller footprints grew and filled in Yours, I
suppose that I was becoming you in every way."
"Precisely."
"So, Dear Lady, was there a regression or something? The
footprints separated, and this time it was worse than at first."
There is a pause as my Dear Lady answers me with a smile in
her voice.
"You didn't know? That was when we danced and
sang!!!"


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