Reincarnation…
I wasn’t sure if I believed in it or not…
But I now have proof.
The other day while getting a pedicure…
OK, I know you're saying. "Who cares?"
But please hear me out.
So, there my feet were soaking in the water…
The technician takes one of my feet out…
And starts scraping a huge callus, when…
“Yeeeesh!” escapes her mouth.
The universal sound for OMG ! Disgusting!
A few other technicians scurry over…
And look at the pile of callus debris...
Their lips curled back in disgust.
“What do you do?” the English speaking techi asked.
“I’m a writer. I work at home.”
The techi interprets…
The four then huddled...
Whispering and shaking their heads…
And I can only imagine what they were saying…
“Writer? No!
If she was, there’d be calluses on her fingers.”
“Ay! Looks like she plowed a field—with her feet!”
“Or ran with the bulls at Paploma—barefooted!”
They snickered then looked back at me with…
Dare I say…
A look that made me feel worse than pond scum…
I felt like—callus scum!
And that’s when I knew…
These calluses didn’t come from this life…
OK, I do go around barefoot most of the time…
But not enough to cause those mountains of dead cells
But rather my calluses are an accumulation…
From many previous lives…
When I probably did plow fields with my feet…
Or did walk across a frozen tundra barefoot.
So, can I help it if I have ugly callused feet, right.
So?
Do you believe in reincarnation?
If you don't why?
And if you do…
Do you have proof like I do?
Always, Em-Musing
