There is within me an invincible summer…

I have just returned from running some intervals along my Almunecar sandy strip of beach… I absolutely loved every minute.

There is something about taking my shoes off that has rekindled in me a true desire to run…
Any sense of ‘have to go running’ has left me, and I look forward to racing along my beach, jumping over the surf when the waves are bigger to reach the end and jog back to run it all over again!
I am taken back to Hope Cove in Devon where we used to holiday as a family.
I was fifteen years old, and I had just started to take my running more seriously… My coach set me barefoot sessions running along the beach ankle deep in the sea…
I totally loved it then and I love it now.

I mentioned to my friend Fi that my new blog and vlog is in preparation for my ‘summer sojourn’, when I plan to run on sandy beaches all over the world and write as I run…

‘It’s always summer where you are Ju’, she said and I was reminded then of the Albert Camus quote that has always spoken to me…

‘And in the midst of winter, I found that there was within me an invincible summer…’

It resonated with me when I first discovered it, as my life’s journey has been about clearing away the ‘winter within’, any energy that is blocked or stuck, so that I might create a life from the truth of who I am. So that the life I dream into being is from my truth and not from my pain.

It is what I teach and how I live….

All is revealed in the next step…

I have joined a gym here in Almunecar,

It’s called ‘Tropical gym’, and seems to be mainly a body building establishment; I am happy within its walls. It is only about a three minute run to get there to train, I have taken to buying a protein shake at the end of my workout before running back ‘home’.

I joined last Wednesday… After handing over my membership euros, I was waved in to work out the machines by myself…

My improving but still very rudimentary Spanish meant I couldn’t ask how to do anything, so I watched for awhile… A lifetime in gyms stood me in good stead, and I now have a comprehensive little circuit worked out…

Although communicating is ultimately something I enjoy, I am also aware of the meditative quality that silence within a group lends me.
I feel a little bit like an alien, landing in their midst. I am accepted but essentially ignored, and so I go about my business and then leave.

I have everything I need here in Almunecar to help me on my barefoot journey; my gym, a track in a big stadium, the sandy surf and most importantly time to run and to become stronger and freer each step of the way…

The essence of running completely barefoot, (as well as in the vivo barefoot shoes I wear on the road and rocky ground) seems to me to become very strong in my body, and very light on my feet.

And very silent and still within.

It is asking me to slow down, to practise the zen of running to a deeper level…

It is asking that I let go of any destination and trust that these naked steps will reveal my future to me in their own good time….

We shall not cease….

‘We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time’ T. S. Eliot…

Join me on my barefoot running journey around the world.

My husband Anadi and I are nomads… We shed all our possessions, except those which we carry in our rucksacks and some hand baggage and on Sept 1st 2014, we set off… The planet our home…

The decision to live this way came about during the summer of 2013, while we were on staying on the Greek island of Santorini… ‘Let’s do more of this, more travelling’ Anadi suggested. A few days later, I said… ‘If we are going to travel more, why do we need to own anything’?
‘I’m up for that’ Anadi responded, with not even an ounce of hesitation…

We have never looked back…

We live wherever we are, citizens of the world. I love our lifestyle, travelling light; being wherever we are until we are somewhere else.

We took a leap, Anadi has been creating an online business as we journey, and I have continued to work in the lives of others as a mentor, a guide a coach…
I have been working this way for forty years, the way seemed to find me… I didn’t consciously choose it with a decision… it seemed to happen and has shifted in form as the years have passed by. As I have evolved and experienced more while living my life, so has the way I work with others evolved and grown with my experiences…

And for even longer, I have loved to run.
It has always been thus.
The story goes that at nine months old, the moment I could walk, I ran – on my tippy toes – and I haven’t stopped….
I have been running around this planet for nearly 58 years…

I was born in Africa and ran in my little bare feet on the beach. Running barefoot was natural to me and when I was fifteen years old I joined a running club, and I still ran without shoes.
The club, all boys and men – until I came along – trained together on a grass track, said to be one of the finest and flattest in the UK.
I ran barefoot with them there, free as a bird…

I put shoes on of course, to race on roads and tracks and over X country, but in my soul I was still a barefoot runner…

Last September, our nomadic journeying took us to Lanzarote…
In the summer I had been running in the Alpujarra mountains in España teaching the zen of running.
How to stay in the step, to be fully in the here and now and to trust that if we stay in the moment, stay in the step we are in, that the next will look after itself…
My back was sore after the rigours of the terrain, and asked that I stop in that running step and rest awhile and listen to my inner voice as to where my next step would take me.

Six weeks went by, I had trained in the gym and was enjoying different forms of exercise while my body re-aligned…

One day, Anadi and I were walking on Famara beach in Lanzarote, when I saw some surfers warming up for their day in the waves…
They carried out a series of exercises, and then they ran up and down, barefoot on the sand…

My soul spoke then…
‘Run like that … Run free on the sand and see…’

I haven’t looked back from that day… nearly four months ago now.
My body feels stronger and lighter than in many years.

I have taken it gently gently, slowly slowly… My body is remembering the freedom of the child, the young girl…

And now I am now following my soul as It takes me on a barefoot soles journey around the globe…