Fascinated by feet even in meditation

 I am woken up by feet which are behaving badly, cramp sends them into an awkward fixed ballet mode and I have to jump out of bed to calm them down and make them available again for getting me up!  They have done this for a reason, to alert me to the beauty and wonder of feet and what feet do and also how they look.  The feet in the museum at Delphi, of which these are just a selection, are quite beautiful in their detail and of course show the humanness of the sculpture as much as the face.  The feet on the right are fifth century BC, they were part of sculptures which were hidden in a pit just outside the sanctuary to avoid them being looted.  The golden-haired Apollo and his mother and sister were also thrown into the pit.  It is moving to think of their history and their preciousness that they should be preserved nearly three thousand years later.  And that they were formed and observed and hidden and found is all part of that history.
Are you wondering how I am going to get meditation in now?  Well, the feet have been climbing round my meditation calling for attention but that isn't why.  It is the fact of the enduring beauty of something which is truly beautiful or essential.  The secret truths of all the religions is hidden in meditation and has endured and is available now for many people, many more than the few initiates of olden times.  We should be as grateful for meditation as we are for our miraculous feet.