When you are the judged... To care or not to care and how do you move on from there?

Hello again my fellow bare feet peeps! I must admit since my last blog I have had more struggles than I thought I could handle. I have been put in situations where I just wanted to crawl in a hole and die, but did I? NO! I've done that before and it never works. Which brings me to talk about what happened when its me (or almost me) as the person being judged. I normally try not to dwell on the past but it intertwines with more recent events so just bare with me. :)

 Now for those of you who know me, know I usually don't care what people think of me. You know I've always said I'm not here on this earth to impress anyone but the big man. I'm here to be me! But I recently found out something new about myself. I'm the biggest momma bear this world has ever seen! I can become the worst of me when it comes to protecting my kids. Of course I have always thought that I would be there to protect my babies and stand up for them if I have to but until a little while back I had never been in a situation to have to actually do that. Saying I was put the test is a understatement but lets just go with that.

So I was put to the test! (In more ways than one! It must have been an exam!) I was put in a situation where I had to make a important decision fast. Turns out I made the wrong one and because of that my child was judged poorly! Things were said about them that the person didn't have a right to say. They read his book by the cover, if you understand what I'm saying. Gave him one chance, one day, just to give him a label no one deserves or wants to have. Every part of me wanted to lash out and scream and tell them how wrong they were but I didn't do it. What did I do? I apologized to them. I cried, and cried,... and cried,... and cried. I suddenly cared what someone else thought! Not of me but of what they thought of my son! I wanted to protect him! But I realized that I was the only one being effected by what the person had said. My son didn't hear the remarks and he never will! So I made myself get over it. The next day I had to face this person for what I thought would be the last time. I sucked up every bit of pride I had and did what I had to do thinking this would be the last time I would ever have to deal with or think about the situation again. Boy was I wrong!

My son and I began a new journey. Going to an event happy and excited to be experiencing "a first" with him I suddenly got stopped in my tracks. Someone else was there also happy and excited to be sharing "a first" with their loved one. Suddenly I started to feel all the same emotions from the past well up inside me. I wanted to run! I said a prayer and made myself stay and forget about the past. Running away wasn't going to solve or prove anything except that I'm a coward to face my fears. The fear of my son getting hurt! Which in reality was the fear of hearing bad comments or opinions about my son. (me getting hurt) Instead of hiding from it I told myself that this was a new day, a new experience! And maybe, just maybe I made a mistake in miss judging that person to think that we could never be okay again. I really didn't know them and they really didn't know me but what I do know is that we were both set on the same path for a while and hopefully we might learn something. To grow in our ability to accept others. Whether it is the ability to accept people for who they really are and not for what you thought they were or the ability to accept people for the mistakes they made and move on. After all, we are all on the same road of life.

My struggles did not end there. There is a lot more to come! I just didn't want you guys reading a chapter book in one post!  So until next time don't be afraid of getting those bare feet dirty! Just don't forget to clean them up! <3

Post a blog already! Geeez!

I know I know! As you all know life catches up with ya and its all you can do to keep up! In all that catching up though I have noticed myself stopping and taking a look around. Breathing, and telling myself that its okay if I just don't get that blog done today, or its okay if I go to bed with dirty dishes. Life is life, its not going to stop and be on pause so I can get something done. So instead of worrying if I'm getting everything done or not I'm just going to live my life. Day to day, minute by minute. Soak it in, the good and the bad. Maybe my new en devour is working eh? Idk.... lets find out.

Okay so back to this judging thing. In these past days when I was slacking on writing my blog instead of going bare foot I had my knee high boots strapped on! Which brings me to my question. What in the world do you do if your judgements were right!? Then I thought judgements are sort of like opinions and sometimes it could just be intuition. How do you decipher the differences? And then I thought to myself "Well everyone has judged, has opinions, and has intuition so what if its not that we have or do all of these. What if its really about what we have done and will do with them?" I think judging gets such a bad rep because everyone is always using it so negatively! Then I thought hmmm have I ever read the definition of "Judgement"? So I looked it up and this is what it said: "the ability to judge, make a decision, or form an opinion objectively, authoritatively, and wisely, especially in matters affecting action; good sense; discretion" and then this one: "the forming of an opinion, estimate, notion, or conclusion, as from circumstances presented to the mind."


I specially like the first one. I like it because it tells us how wrongly we use our ability to judge. In all our ignorance and glory we provide our opinions about the slightest of things everyday. Hardly do we ever stop to think have I researched this, do I know the back story, and what is it that I am not seeing about this before we open our big huge mouths. 

Okay okay, I sort of got off track here. I asked "what do you do when your judgements were right?" I really don't have the answer to this except I think we should act out the first definition of judgment up there. Form a opinion WISELY with good sense and discretion.  I think this should help weed out all of the negative, worthless, and mean judgements people tend to make. This has helped me cope with my harsh feelings on myself for having such a peaceful nature but yet still judging others. If I just do what I set out to do and walk bare foot, whisper to myself "no shoes", not just think before I speak but REALLY think, then I believe I can  use the ability to judge with respect and still walk in this journey of life with others. Others who I may not; agree with, love, know, work with, or talk to. I may not be able to stop my self from the actual act of judging but I can make myself aware that I don't know their story, I don't know all the facts and I sure as the world don't know enough about the situation to give my opinion and if I do, well then I can then remind myself to judge wisely with good sense and discretion. This is where the whole "Love with Feet" thing can come into play. If it is a situation that needs help of some sort then instead of just stating my opinion I can act on it and maybe try and help someone, brighten their day, or just be the tiny little something that would give that person the umph to keep going and be okay.  OR do what is necessary in a horrible and bad situation.


So with all this being said I wanted to just say that I have been blessed with lots of folks in my life who live their life the way I am trying to get others to do by writing this blog. I have learned so much from them and I love each of them dearly! With peace and love and walking bare foot I'll see ya next time.. 


PS: Have I ever mentioned that I LOVE shoes?!