Maybe Feet are the Windows to our Souls

“The eyes are the mirrors of the soul” – Yiddish Proverb

“The eyes indicate the antiquity of the soul” – Ralph Waldo Emerson

“The eye is the jewel of the body” – Henry David Thoreau

Well, what if they are all wrong? What if the feet are the windows to our souls?

We learn to walk, we walk towards our mothers, later on, we walk away. Our feet go towards the one we love, our foot slides out of our shoe and caresses theirs under the table, whispering. We walk to bed, we walk to war, and sometimes come back with our feet in a wheelchair or in a coffin. We run towards, we run away and we stop. We paint our toenails blue, pink, red, black and sometimes we keep them bare, visible in their nakedness. Our feet grow old, they get blisters, the veins become more visible. They are sometimes insecure or they sometimes take us confidently to a life-altering interview. They grow, the nails on them grow, even after we die, they remain, long after our eyes are gone.

A life in a foot.

Photos 1 to 3 by Sergej Schellen

Photos 4 to 11 by Dima Matta

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About dimamatta

There is not much to tell... but everything to discover. *says I with a total lack of seriousness* I am a 22 year old English Literature BA holder, teaching English in Lebanon, at the Louaizeh Evangelical School. I mainly spend my time reading, writing, watching and acting in plays. View all posts by dimamatta

9 responses to “Maybe Feet are the Windows to our Souls

    • dimamatta

      thanks! πŸ™‚
      i visited your blog, you have REALLY interesting material! i love the idea of telling the story of each photograph, can’t wait to read more πŸ™‚

  • oscar

    Don’t forget about the legs too!
    Legs actually often communicate what our society considers vulgar: legs apart are a sign of imprudence; in school, they used to reprimand us when wearing shorts and exposing out legs; even in church, we were sometimes asked to abstain from crossing our legs!

    • dimamatta

      the legs too! of course! brilliant thoughts, i always wondered why we can’t cross our legs at church, it makes me so self-conscious, trying to remember that!
      as for the vulgarity and imprudence, i think fetishes don’t just stop at feet πŸ˜›

  • Penny Lane

    Feet keep our soul from becoming trapped in its own inertia. They’ll take us to the end of the world, or take us home, or keep us where we are. Show me a person’s feet and I’ll tell you if that person’s spent his life watching life pass by on a couch or gone out and lived it.

    Margot Fonteyn had horrible feet. That was because she danced so well on them. When a lover commented about them once, she answered: “Ugly feet are the most beautiful thing you could ever see.”

    • dimamatta

      Penny darling, you complete me πŸ˜‰ well, at least you complete my blog post. Your words cannot be more true, and I love Margot Fonteyn’s story. It’s so true that ugliness can be very beautiful and not to mention inspiring.
      Very well said πŸ™‚

  • Noran

    Dimaaa , you are a true talent! I am sure that one day you’ll be having your own book πŸ™‚
    and its a very intersting perspective what you wrote. i think that people always care baout the eye because its kinds the first thiing you look at in a person’s face !

    • dimamatta

      Noran, it’s sooo sweet of you to comment πŸ™‚
      I really do hope I end up being a published author!
      It’s definitely true, eyes are most often the first thing we see when we look at a person, but that doesn’t mean it’s the most revealing. Sometimes things that are the most hidden carry the most secrets πŸ˜‰

  • anita

    wow…I am officially a fan of your writing…beautiful!

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