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Monday, August 22, 2011

The Beggar's Slippers

Abraham Verghese brought the story of the beggar's slippers to my attention in Cutting for Stone.  It is worth a reprise here.  (Chapter 29 is the reference point for this story.)
Abu Kassem, a miserly Baghdad merchant, had held on to his battered, much repaired pair of slippers even though they were objects of derision.  At last, even he couldn't stomach the sight of them.  But his every attempt to get rid of his slippers ended in disaster: when he tossed them out of his window they landed on the head of a pregnant woman who miscarried, and Abu Kassem was thrown in jail; when he dropped them in the canal, the slippers choked off the main drain and caused flooding.  Off Abu Kassem went to jail...Abu Kassem might as well build a special room for his slippers.. Why try to lose them? He'll never escape. The slippers in the story mean that everything you see and do and touch, every seed you sow, or don't sow, becomes part of your destiny.
Abraham Verghese has one of his characters say this regarding the topic of making up for absences:
I made up for...(father's)... absence by hoarding knowledge, skills, seeking praise.  What I finally understood ...is that neither my sister nor I realized that my father's absence is our slippers.  In order to start to get rid of your slippers, you have to admit they are yours, and if you do, then they will get rid of themselves...The key to your happiness is to own your slippers, own who you are, own how you look, own your family, own the talents you have, and own the ones you don't.  If you keep saying your slippers aren't yours, then your'll die searching, you'll die bitter, always feeling you were promised more.  Not only our actions, but our omissions, become our destiny. (Cutting for Stone, Chapter 29)
Over the years, I have tried to rid myself of many pairs of (emotional bondage) slippers: sorrow, grief and regrets are woven into the soles and fabric of my tattered slippers.

After I realized several pairs of "slippers" were mine for a lifetime, they wore better.  Even the calluses caused by the slippers have become part of me.  I look at them with curiosity and reluctant acceptance. Tough layers of skin... would I want to rid myself of those experiences that caused the calluses?   The slippers worn are not comfortable, yet have softened my heart and helped hardened my insecurities.  My own tattered slippers have helped mold me into one of God's loved, flawed, creations.

5 comments:

  1. We all have those slippers:) I know what you mean and this poor fella tried and tried to ditch his but they kept haunting him... until he realized they were there for a reason:) Enjoy this day dear Nancy, HUGS!

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  2. Beautiful post- food for thought on a Monday.

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  3. Hi Nancy *hugs*
    What an interesting book. Perhaps I should find it and read for myself. It has given you somethingn to think about and easier for you to accept what you thought you wanted to get rid of..very inspiration.

    It sounds like you have been able to accept and do better by doing so.


    You asked me about centering my pics. I don't do anything at all they just seem to fit. Therefore I think it must be the size that my pictures are sized to. I will check at home and let you know.

    have a good day..
    enjoy your slippers...
    Judi

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  4. Morning Nancy. Of your many posts this is one of the best. Thanks a bunch.

    Cathy

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  5. That book is on our book club list this year. Now I'm looking forward to it, thanks.

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