You thought I was going to talk about a football penalty (if you know anything about football). I’m not.
Ok, I got sucked in today to one of those outrageous Facebook ads that show up in your timeline, like “Baby eats Great White” or “Man holds breath underwater for 16 days”. Have you ever wondered why people put those on there? It’s called affiliate marketing. You click on the ad, it brings you to their page, and along with the article, gives you links to products and services. If one interests you, you click on it, and if you buy it, the affiliate (or person who generated the sale by directing you from their website) gets paid a commission. I want to talk about this at another time because I am actually looking into it. It’s a legitimate business model and has been around since the nineties. Don’t think I will be making outrageous claims, however. This is what caught my attention today.
It’s called grounding. Another name is Earthing, but that sounds too “Hippie”. It does rhyme with birthing, however, and babies are born barefoot, and it feels like you are reborn when you connect with nature and the Earth.
I read the article, then to a link to an actual study by the Institutes of Health which goes into more detail and has actual science to back it up. It didn’t take much convincing for me to agree. Google it yourself if you want to know more.
In a nutshell, the Earth has an electron charge which transfers to you when you walk barefoot on soil, sand, grass, or anything natural. It will not transfer through man-made materials. When this transfer happens, there are all sorts of health benefits. Better sleep and less pain, stress, anxiety, depression, substance abuse, fatigue, and the list goes on.
Let’s think about it for a minute. Who are the least stressed out people you can think of? Yogi’s, Buddha’s, nature lovers, campers, people who live on tropical islands (that one I threw in there). But really, it’s people without shoes on, connecting with nature. I would run out right now and find some bare ground to stand on.
When was the last time you really walked barefoot on Mother Earth? Other than running out at midnight in my bare feet to throw something in the trash before pickup day, I never did in Minnesota. Sure, I walked barefoot, but in the house, or on my porch or deck. That doesn’t count. You know what I was in Minnesota? Stressed out. And I had a very good life going there. Thinking back, I felt somewhat disconnected to it all. Maybe that’s why I spent thousands of dollars going on vacations to beach locations every year, to feel better.
You don’t have to hook me up to some fancy brain reading machine to know I feel a lot better now. I go barefoot all the time. And even before I was even aware of the existence of this study, I called it grounding in my mind when I went for my walks on the beach. To me, it meant bringing out my creativity, and now I see it probably reduced my stress which in turn brings out creativity. There is no other way it can be done.
They say there is a lot of depression and mental illness in northern climates. They talk about the lack of light and being closed up inside for months. (Cabin Fever). But maybe this hits the mark more. When was the last time you didn’t have anything between you and Earth? No shoes, no socks, no floor, no car (I wonder if Fred Flintstone ever got road rage), no deck, no driveway. I know it’s summer now but think about the long time when it’s not.
For thousands, millions, of years man has walked barefoot on the Earth. And he has survived really against unbelievable odds. Doesn’t the world seem to be getting crazier all the time? I never see TV coverage of barefoot vacationers or primitive tribes throwing rocks and looting. It’s always people with shoes on. Think about it.
I am convinced we have developed a phobia about going barefoot. It leaves us vulnerable, weak and inadequate. You might get hurt stepping on glass or a bug, catch a disease, or stub our toe. Shoes make you taller and give you a feeling of superiority. And since we can’t connect and recharge with the Earth, we develop more phobias. So you put your shoe armor on, protect yourself with concrete and wood, comfort yourself with carpet, and drift farther away from your connection with nature. Listen, I don’t have a foot fetish, but the foot is an amazing anatomical miracle. It’s a shame we feel the need to hide it.
I want to be closer to the Earth. I want my kids to be closer too. The Eclipse was a not so subtle reminder of just how magnificent these orbs in the universe really are.
So I didn’t buy anything from the Facebook link. But it did give me something of value. I can stop feeling guilty now about going to the beach because it’s good for me.
In fact, I am going to head down there right now, and do a little Intentional Grounding.
Just a side note. This is an interesting picture that was hanging in the bathroom of a resort I stayed in a few years ago. Every time I looked at the picture, either the footprints showed as imprints in the sand, and other times they were inverted like they were raised out of the sand. I still can’t make it do both. It just happens.