The runners prayer….

Following making my vlog in the pouring rain, I was reflecting on all I said as I ran in the bright sunshine today… Blue skies, skudding clouds, bouncy green grass under my feet… Yesterday I ran fifteen miles on the same ground –  the feel more of  cold wetness and hard acorns! Today the warmth leant more of an ease to my tread…

And so I reflected that the essence of our healing is letting go; we only find the answers inside us, happiness is inside us, wholeness is within, health isn’t out there, it’s inside us…

When we tread on the grass or the earth in our bare feet then the electrons that communicate with our body are a reflection of our inner state… It isn’t the grass, the earth doing anything to us; it is a reflection of what is already there.

As within so without…

This is the hardest concept of us as humans to truly grasp… But if we start to notice our language it will become evident within a few sentences that we believe in this paradigm, in the illusion, the dream, the creation from all of our minds …

We will see in the way we speak that we believe it is fixed and real…

And if we believe that, then we also believe that things ‘happen to us’, that this person or that affected our life, that circumstances worked against us, that it was because of this or that, that the universe conspired… Whereas if we at least play with a different concept… We don’t even have to believe it to experiment with it…

The universe is within us… The universe reflects us, we reflect the universe. We are all one; all part of the whole…

If we play with the idea that everything is in some way a reflection, then this means that the aspects we see reflected in our lives that we do not like at all or that we react to, we can clear our reaction, our pain, our tension at the core level…

And this will transform the outer state…

This is easy to dismiss in looking around the world, especially at the dark aspects; it can seem insurmountable… But we can also look at the light…

And then look within…

And if we clear within, then our world changes and we are a part of the whole…

But this earthly journey is a paradox, because we live in a universe of yin and yang, and so there is always dark to light and sadness to joy… This is the energetic make up of our world, our universe, us… And so of course this pull can serve to keep us stuck in the cycle…

But we are all born of love, of consciousness, of god…. This is the true essence of everyone of us…

And so the best course, is to relax, to let go, to keep clearing the tension within, the despair within, the over excitement within, the over commitment/ drive /  as much as the lethargy, exhaustion…

The best course is to remain silent, still within….

Because when we do this our inner state changes and of course we then become the change we want to see in the world…

I am suddenly reminded of my runners prayer that I wrote in a service station on the way back from visiting my sister Rosy and her family having just met my my new baby niece Jess who is now seventeen years old!

The Runner’s prayer…

Let love and light shine from me
And as I run
Let me become
More me
More free
So that others may see it
And find it within themselves

The body holds all the wisdom…

I had a dream last night that I was running… It was a long run and I was enjoying it, when I realised I was inadvertently wearing running shoes… I was suddenly confused as to how that could have happened…

But as Anadi and I have been exploring, the dream is likely because ‘barefoot’ is now a core expression for me… It isn’t a mental decision, it is a fundamental state and it occurred from the inside out… So my dream represents that being barefoot is the more natural state for me than being shod… Hence my confusion to find shoes on my feet!

In the same way my body has recently given up eating meat; it was still taking in fish… But since my ‘short illness’ in Morocco, my choices have been totally vegetarian…

My ‘soul’ has always been vegetarian… I was a practising vegetarian from my late teens until my early twenties, but thereafter my body craved some protein in the form of fish and meat… I experienced disordered eating in my teens and twenties as well, and as part of my healing, I let go of any rules, any ‘oughts’ or ‘shoulds’ and resolved to always listen to the wisdom of my body…

For our bodies hold all the wisdom… Learning to truly listen, can take time of course… So it is a more complex process than simply responding to our whims and desires – which can be very different to the true messages.

As with everything, there is no rush… But while we are in human form, our spirit is experiencing through a body… Through being on earth, and so the ultimate place for us, is to have our spirits true state reflected and reflecting through our body…

This means clearing the tension and the pain, because otherwise our choices can be influenced by unrest, distress, the lower forces of despair, anger, pain and confusion, jealously, low self worth and more… Any decisions made from these states can simply loop us around in our destructive patterns, or if not destructive;  comfortable and familiar ones!

The more we work to allow our decisions to come from the clarity within us, the still point in the breath… The more we are not attached to any ‘way of being’…

My body may well take fish and meat up again; I won’t know if like my bare feet it is a core state until it is a core state… ?

We only know things when we look back, and see what has unfolded… And we often say then… ‘I knew that was going to happen…’ because of course it already has…

When I met Anadi he had been a vegetarian for ten years… six months after we met we journeyed to the Atlas Mountains. We set off one morning on a run that we reckoned would take two hours… We got lost!
A long adventure and thirteen hours later we returned unscathed, if a little weary and dusty to our village…
We were greeted with much celebration – and relief!

We had been the talk of the town we were told the next day…

Two days later, we had stopped in a mountain restaurant and Anadi ordered lamb tagine!! He says that he could feel his body was not recovering and that it spoke to him… He has eaten meat since then, and has flowed with the messages from his own body.

We are all unique and different energetic aspects of the whole, and it is important both to resist judging and commenting on the choices both of others and ourselves…

“I shouldn’t do that’ is the same as ‘you shouldn’t do that’… The secret is to learn to trust ourselves and honour the choices and ideas of ourselves and of others…

If we learn to be still, we discover and experience the truth – that everything is happening now… And so there is nothing to worry about other than learning to clear the way to listen to our inner voice, hear the wisdom of our body… Because our body is our soul speaking, made manifest in this paradigm…

And so we follow and all is well… The path is unfolding of itself…

Barefoot Lawyer, Barvard bar creator…

I love running around Richmond Park, three times now I have set off to this new training ground, rather than the beach… I love the feeling of the grass, the wet patches, the slightly uneven earthy patches – and then the smooth road, the bumpy road… Instead of the beach, the sand, the cobbles… My feet feel alive, especially when I was stung by a bee hiding in the grass yesterday…!

All the variety, the connection to the earth and its energy… I have just been sent an article by a friend, thank you Wendy – less and less anonymous by the minute! ?… The piece was about the huge value of ‘grounding’ through going barefoot… About connecting the human body through the feet, to the earth’s electrons and that going barefoot and grounding this way, could be a treatment for many chronic degenerative diseases…

The article goes on to say that being barefoot could be as important for the health of the body as sunshine and water…

And so I recognise the joy that I feel in running this way, is also quite probably to do with real health benefits, and that the rejuvenation I feel is total… Mind body spirit one, no separation between my spirit, my body and the universe. Through the simple act of shedding my shoes I experience oneness within and without….

But of course, the inner shifts occur first and are reflected… And so the shoes came off as something changed inside me, almost a year to the day now…

The feel of autumn is in the air, even within the sunny sun of a glorious ‘fiesta’ weekend…

One man was mending his puncture by the side of the path that I was running along; we smiled and although he looked perfectly capable and in action with the process… As we had connected, I said… ‘I’m sorry, I can’t help you in any way’!

He smiled, and then said, ‘You obviously run with out shoes quite often’… ‘Always’ I replied , ‘I don’t own any shoes…’

‘You don’t own any shoes?’ You need to at least own a pair of heels with a figure like yours…’ I laughed, thanked him and on I ran…

I had such fun too yesterday, vlogging with Tim… Zen run, barefoot lawyer and creator of the Barvard bar  A wonderful space where once a month – in St Leonards,  and once a month in Eastbourne, Tim invites three people to come and speak for 15 mins about their passion, followed by a question and answer from the audience… The venues are bars, so it is a fabulous night out… And I am excited to be going to speak on December 7th…

We enjoyed our vlog barefoot on the grass… Tim was recalling how when he was about nine or ten years old, he created a pathway of flint, which he then spent hours practising walking on in his bare feet, so that he would learn to be like Tarzan – and be able to run across them without flinching….

Practise practise practise…

Over dinner we were exploring again the concept of talent versus hardwork; and concluded that in the end if we want to do something, it is practise and hard work that counts; commitment to ourselves; how good we are isn’t of importance… Because energetically there is something within us that lends itself to what will be manifest…

And if we are completely focused on simply our own best, our own expression then we can join in the race, the music, the writing, the cooking… The throng of others ‘doing the same’ thing in the knowledge that not one of us will do the same thing…

Each one of us has a unique expression, and if we turn away from it deeming it not good enough, not bright enough, not big enough, not as good as everyone else… Then the world misses out on us… !

It is important that we stay connected to our own shining light, that joins the amazing vibrating energy of the whole, and celebrate in its unique and exceptional properties…

Comparing ourselves adversely with others, only leads to disappointment and despair, whereas celebrating ourselves and one another leads to connection and joy…

This is why the spirit of the Bavard Bar is so positive and up lifting… It is about people coming together, to express themselves and their passion, not about standing up to be judged, but about standing up to share themselves…

Elixir of love and life….

We left Richmond on Saturday evening with lots of time to spare…

Four years ago we had tickets for this same show ‘Elixir’ written by my old friend Christy Hawkins… It had a run then, in Camden… Anadi and I were still living in Eastbourne, and so we left hours to get there… But, we got stuck in traffic in the Dartford tunnel for literally hours, and more hours it turned out than we had allowed…! The time slipped away and we came to a point where we knew we had to give up…

While we were in Morocco I has seen the show was having another run – its ninth now – and that we would be back to the UK, in time for the last night…

The journey there was a delight in itself… I drove as Anadi is better at navigating than me…! And we set off on what turned into a delightful tour, before we even got to see the show…

What a magical fairy town, London town is!

We zoomed past The Natural History museum, and soon I saw the impressive building of Harrods, heralding its presence with the flags flying from its walls; round Marble Arch and alongside Hyde Park we motored – the roads clear – a perfect way to see the sights… We reached Buckingham Palace, and made our way down The Mall…

Suddenly I was running the marathon again, remembering that final stretch… Up to the palace, round the bend and down The Mall!

‘It’s funny to think I will be running this again’, I said to Anadi… ‘But in my bare feet…’

Like ‘El plan’ these words came out of my mouth, and so…  ‘It is written’.

I don’t know when…  But given  ‘El plan‘ – to run Barefoot Across Spain in my bare feet in the spring of 2018 –  is going to make me very fit, maybe the year after next – the one I turn 60 in… But my feet will decide, so no need to concern myself!

Along the Embankment we drove, and soon we were at the half way point in the London marathon… Tower bridge, and we continued, making our way to the docklands, still on the marathon route, when we arrived at ‘The Space’ in West Ferry road… A wonderful historical building which survived the blitz, and is steeped in history, and the energy of our ancestors…

Christy values the importance of honouring the spirits of those who have trodden on this land before us, the energy from whence we came – and continue to investigate together… To delve into the mystery, magic and wizardry of life; to find the alchemy within us all…

The ability to transmute base metal into gold… As Christy and I were exploring after the show…

Christy made reference to the quote… ‘As above; so below, as within, so without; as the universe , so the soul’, which refers to reminding the ‘magic practitioner’ of the importance of balancing the physical and spiritual, or else the magic deeds can come from an intent for wrongdoing…

We are all capable of alchemy, and we are all capable of our ‘magic’ coming with an intent for wrong doing, which is them sorcery… This can be unintentional and in the ‘name of love’; but when we seek to truly connect to the still point, then our actions will come from this silence – and can be nothing but pure…

And as Christy said, in the end the greatest alchemy is love; true love is beyond the duality of the pull for wrong and right doing…

Everything can be transmuted through the letting go of the investment and attachment to the yin and the yang in all things, in this universe of duality; part of the journey to transcending the pull of yin and yang, can occur in seeing the madness of ‘so called magic’ which relies simply on belief…

When we seek to connect to the silence within us, we become capable of clearing everything that arises and clouds this clarity… And then true magic can occur from truth, from love…

But in all the investigating and searching, the human foibles, lies, betrayals, wizardry madness and fun, everyone is seeking the elixir, of ‘youth’ within, joy, happiness  –  which the plot of Christy’s play is based on…

But true youth, is love everlasting where there is nothing, only love…

Christy has just got married to Issy who we met on Saturday… She is very beautiful on every level, and came over to us after the show having watched a vlog so that she would know me…

Christy and Issy went on a pilgrimage across the UK before they recently married, and his play is the the strongest it has ever been of its 9 productions which had its birth in Prague…

A testament to the alchemic qualities within, and to the greatest of these… Love… The show was fabulous, joyous, outrageous, funny, colourful, vibrant clever , totally engaging at all times…

But with deeper messages for us all if we wished – but if not – an escape into glorious fun, and a frolicking romp through magic, marriage and more…

‘I love you, thank you, thank you, I love you…’

We have just arrived in Richmond, with the feel of a bank holiday weekend all about… The temperature is giving an impression of being warmer than Essaouira with the absence of a lively Atlantic coast wind whipping its way across the shores… People are gathered outside pubs and coffee shops, sipping on wine, latte’s and glasses of cold beer…

We left our Gatwick home and saw my favourite car as we crossed the car park – which one day I will hire for a visit instead of our shiny midnight blue Fiat 500 – which I love very much, of course – but the Ferrari beckons to me, and pops up at odd times to remind me of its presence… In Gatwick short stay, or in Marbella luxury car hire, opposite were we chose to have some lunch…

The Ferrari beckons to me ?

This morning I trained again on the treadmill in my ‘Gatwick gym’, I feel ready to start to introduce some regular intervals… They have been abandoned as I have been building my base miles, other than a few 200m strides on Conil de Famara beach, I have just concentrated on the distance run.

It is very important in any endeavour we undertake, that we build a very firm foundation… If we always think in terms of building, building, building – then this prevents us breaking down…

Over time we will feel invincible, even if the processes to build a base seem slower of even boring at times…

But as the saying goes… ‘Champions make a habit of doing the things other people find boring or uncomfortable…’

And we can all be champions, by ‘following through’, step by step, day by day and the foundation to whatever we dream of will be set, and the regular practices have become the norm…

One of the simplest shifts of perspective that can make all the difference, is the days when you might think… ‘It won’t matter if I miss today’, instead is to recognise that it will matter…

This of course isn’t in any way meaning that we ignore messages from the body, of when to rest or back off… That is entirely different… But this is about changing any attitude of ‘not bothering, just because…’

The wonderful thing about being human, is that we can completely alter our lives by altering our attitude, and sometimes it is by only tiny degrees… Which of course when we look at that mathematically, and draw the lines out from a shift of a few degrees, it grows bigger and bigger and bigger!

I am focused on creating a very strong base in the coming weeks and months…

Because I am acutely aware that ‘El Plan’ to run across Spain from the North to the South coast is a huge ask, and a huge task… To do it I will need to be very fit and very strong… I am also aware that many people are following me on this journey…. Which is absolutely fabulous, and I am very excited to be sharing the adventure…

And so today I re introduced my standard interval session of 3 minute repetitions with a 1 min jog recovery… The session will build to 10 reps but today I ran 6 reps at a comfortable and flowing  7.30 mile pace… The treadmill told me my pace; very helpful!

I also have discovered that the rhythm of my running step meant that 20 of one of my favourite mantras, the Krishna Das… ‘I love you, thank you, thank you, I love you’ was a minute of running… It is a Mantra I once repeated for an entire marathon in the Grand Cayman, and one that allows me to easily stay in the step in a joyous meditation on the move!

‘I love you, thank you, thank you, I love you’

Give love rather than try to get it…

I am sitting writing in Costa Coffee and I have just witnessed one of those ‘things that happen’ between human beings…

A lady was sitting waiting; she had been there some time and had the air of someone waiting for someone. She sat with her suitcase beside her, she didn’t order a drink, she just waited… For a long time, maybe an hour she sat there.

I went to the loo, and when I came back, she had asked another lady also sitting waiting, to call the person she was waiting for.

It transpired she had just come in off an international flight and had no money and no phone…

Collecting lady – lady 2 – was waiting for her at arrivals… There had been confusion as lady 1 had got through so fast and come straight here, and lady 2, although she had said to meet here, thought she would get to arrivals early and surprise her…

But it all went wrong, and lady 1 was too cross and upset to hear lady 2; and in the end lady 2 just said ‘I’m sorry’ and off they went….

Not too good a start to the holiday…

And yet, if there had been a little more listening and a little more slowing down in the dialogue, the tension and energy dropping that occurred need not have happened…

But it did…

The first words out of lady 1’s mouth were ‘I’ve been here since 1 o clock’ and she couldn’t hear lady 2 explaining she thought she had beaten her to arrivals and wanted to surprise her…

Of course, ideally if lady 2 had stayed with the plans on the piece of paper, which said ‘meet at costa coffee’ then all would have been well…

As my grandfather used to say….

Order, Counter order, Disorder!

I am enjoying my day at Gatwick… I loved doing my ‘live broadcast’ on Facebook this morning…  I feel I am actually talking with people in my vlogs, but being ‘live’ is another level…

The wonders of this big village we all live in now… To be able to chat away with you in Cornwall, America, Sussex and Hampshire…

After my ‘live video’, I went to run on the treadmill, there was another guy in the gym training too and he didn’t even seem to notice my bare feet…

I then opened all my mail from yesterday and I have many gifts!
Wendy, my friend, had sent me three pairs of her barefoot jewels or as she calls them Ju elles ! ? They are so fabulous and fun and I had other packages from my mystery youtube fans too!

I felt very loved; and as I unwrapped all my presents, I was reflecting how love is love, very clear and pure and uncomplicated if allowed to flow freely…

The more we clear away any blocks to love in ourself, then we are communicating love all the time.

We no longer need people to be a certain way… If we love ourselves and clear the tension when things ‘seem to go wrong’, like the situation with the women I witnessed earlier, then there isn’t a dropping in energy – as any mistakes or confusion don’t hit an unresolved wound of feeling ‘unimportant’ or perhaps ‘abandoned’ or any number of possible unhealed hurts within…

When we love ourselves, we become love… And when we become love then there cannot be separation, so even if the medium of communication is through the written word, through video logs, through Facebook live broadcasts! if the energy we are communicating is love then this will be received… It cannot be any other way…

And so I feel love as I am receiving gifts from people I do not know, but of course I do know them, because when I am talking to them on my vlog I am loving them – and I am sharing my energy and I am part of their life…

And in a strange way, it ‘personifies’ how to live out pure love, where there is no expectation, no pressure, no loss of freedom, because if we curtail another’s freedom or we feel curtailed then this is certainly not love…

All our relationships need to have freedom at the core, this is more important than love; because the moment we start to put expectation on another, then we are trying to get love rather than give it…

Whereas the more we are committed to clearing all blocks within us to love, then we cannot help but give love in our every breath….

When we give love to ourselves through clearing any places where there is not love, then we naturally give love to others; rather than trying to get it from them, when the only person who can truly love us is ourself…

This then gets reflected in the seeing our love reflected back from others…

Later…

Anadi and I wandered out of the Hilton to go and have some supper at the Giraffe in the airport… As you do when you are nomads ! ? And then I experienced one of those wonderful things that happen…

Wenche – an amazing beautiful soul who teaches yoga all over the world – and I, literally walked into one another! And of course into a delighted hug of eternal friends, who haven’t seen one another for a few years…

Both Anadi and her son carried on walking and found they had lost us…! Anadi said he was chatting away and then I suddenly wasn’t there, and Daniel came back saying he had lost Wenche !  ? What fun and joy the dance of life and love brings us….

Journeying from Marrakesh to London…

I rose just after 6am and set off into the nearly light uneven streets that are now familiar to my feet… Cats strolled about – I crossed the vast emptiness of the big square, with the feel of a day starting to roar into life – and ran towards the mosque

Most of my route was on cobbled ground – just 2k of it smooth as an ice rink – but warm to my feet – sandy brown.

My feet don’t mind the cobbles now; in fact they have an almost triumphant feel about them as they run over the ground that they struggled with only three months ago…

They seem to have the ‘bit between their teeth’ and the miles have flowed easily this week… Already with two days of the week left I have covered 42 miles…

The running is just happening, and as I get fitter it is more and more enjoyable…

It is a while since I had the feeling that I can run for ever…

But it is returning ( just as well! ? )

Later…

After navigating the many security checks at Marrakech airport we landed in an oasis for me… A coffee shop which provided a perfect warm almond croissant and a top notch cup of coffee.

Anadi and I were noticing the things we ‘miss’ when abroad… The things our bodies naturally seem drawn too… Like almond croissants and coffee ?

There is so much complexity within the tapestry of food and drink… At the simplest level we all have to eat, drink water and sleep to survive – and yet there is so much more within the tastes and textures and occasion of eating and drinking – and sleeping too in truth!

Wherever I am, I tend to eat the food of the land; and enjoy doing so; but then we are all unique, we all have our own individual energetic make up, and it is important that we honour our preferences, and of course discover what these are…

If when we were small our upbringing was one that was strict and dictatorial, if our preferences were not given any consideration or an arena to explore them, then we can grow into adulthood with no real idea of what resonates for us in many areas…

However one of the most fundamental areas of life is food… Our very appetite for life is reflected in an appetite for food.

And if we can’t make our own decisions about what we want to eat, then it can be difficult to make decisions about how we would like to live…

Finding out about food, gaining knowledge, experimenting with different foods and ways to eat to support our body, our lifestyle, our tastes – is very different to being ‘told’ what to do or to feeling ‘guilty’, or restricting ourselves in unhealthy ways…

At the core level, the most important work is to learn to listen to ourselves, to clear the tension and the blocks to hearing our inner voice.

What we choose to eat and drink is one of the many spokes to the hub of our inner core work…. The central point of learning to listen allows us to then discover what works for us in all areas of our lives, including one of the most emotive…

What would I like to eat now….?

Round and round we go….

We arrived to the familiar energy of Marrakech at about 3pm yesterday afternoon; and as we pulled up to Douar Graoua square we felt a sense of ‘homecoming’… Our friend Jamal was there to greet us at the door of Riad Saba and we sat together enjoying mint tea and catching up…

Anadi had work to do, so I wandered out to get some cash from the ‘machine that gives cash’ – which meant I needed to cross the big square in the Medina… It was relatively empty, with the air temperature at 43 degrees, not many people were venturing out – and I had to keep finding bits of shade by the stalls because the ground burnt my feet!

I then found a place for lunch, and sat on a roof terrace out of the sun… Fine jets of water sprayed into the air at intervals which were deliciously cooling while I ate my avocado and goat cheese salad and drank fresh lemon juice with mint… Then I just sat awhile; I hadn’t got my phone with me; and there was not another soul there…

So I just sat – suddenly I had landed again in a new land, with a new feel, new energy; although familiar. I sat in it, enjoying the sense of anonymity, aloneness, silence. the lethargy of a hot afternoon.

The last three weeks feel to have stripped more away from within me; my body feels more flexible, more supple and strong; much fitter… A bit thin too, after over two weeks of an active tum! But I feel another level of surrender to any control, a deeper acceptance of being where I am – and the feeling I have experienced at times, during the whole of this nomadic journey – feelings of ‘homesickness’ but not knowing what ‘home’ I was yearning for – have vanished, at last cleared away…

There is too an ease to a commitment to the daily practises that seem to have emerged in my new life,

Daily vlogging blogging and jogging…! Without any real idea of where this ‘Soles Journey’ is taking me…

Except across the length of Spain!

I am aware of the enormity of the challenge… I recognise how strong my body and my feet need to be to do this thing…

But then the running step feels to be different… It is like I have cleared the way again to allow the energy of the run to come through me, as it did when I was a child and a teenager. then it was like the enrgy of the run simply used my body as a conduit… But then the tension of pressure took hold, but it feels that at last ( another at last 🙂  I have cleared the energy of the chase, of the trying to find something out there, and I sense this  soles journey across Spain is a journey of my soul taking me where I already know; but need to experience in the barefoot step…

My friend Wends sent me a  photo she found yesterday… She said she remembered it was something to do with eating fruit and deciding to be vegetarians…

The photo was indeed about eating fruit and being vegetarians… We were 19 years old at the time, and I had just got into my ‘changing hairstyle and colour often’ phase!

I had been a vegetarian for a couple of years; and this photo was taken when Wends and I went on holiday to Bude for a week…

We lived on fruit only for 5 days and it seem wandered about bare foot!

Round and round we circle, working it out as we go, finding out what we have always known….

This morning Anadi and I were up early to run nine miles before the heat crept into the air… We padded through the streets and found a golf course to lap around, a quiet oasis away from the roar of the traffic which was already beginning to build for another day of activity in the magnificent city of Marrakech…

The unique rhythm and beat of our lives…

I have always lived a total lifestyle, one that feels like I am always on holiday… One that therefore I don’t need a break or a ‘holiday’ from…

I have always worked and played at the same time, so play can be called work,  and work can be play… There is no separation…

I have always loved to run, to write and to work in the lives of others and so this is what I have done… Is it work or play? It is just is my life…

This doesn’t mean I haven’t had to work through emotional challenges, struggles, difficulties, sadness and losses…

But it still remains, I have never wanted a holiday or a break from my life, or felt the need to ‘take time away from it’… The rests and pauses are integral to the whole and all part of the rhythm and the beat of my journey here…

It has also been absolutely impossible for me to stay working or living in any way that doesn’t feel right for me…!  This doesn’t mean not staying the course when things are hard… If it feels right I know that within me I have huge resources for withstanding and ‘keeping on keeping on…’

But it has been impossible for me to stay somewhere where my spirit is crying out to move away from… This hasn’t always been seen as a positive quality, or easy to ‘action’…! ?

But as the years have gone by I have come to understand that it has served me very well in lots of ways – and two in particular…

One, I am living true to myself and the more I have followed this course, the more this has been borne out to ‘work’ both for me and others, even if it may not always look like it at the time!

And… Two it means I can teach from a position of experience, this doesn’t mean I teach people to do as I do; but I can teach people to listen to what they must do, which might be entirely different and not resemble anything I am doing in the slightest….

But, if we truly listen to ourselves, one of the biggest gifts this brings is the ability to truly be able to listen to another and this is the most wonderful experience… To be able to visit the land of another being, and travel in it with them; celebrating their world, their ideas, their values and experiences, rather than criticising, or being afraid of the differences…

And so we are on the road to Marrakech again to visit our good friend Jamal in Riad Saba, already the temperature is hot; the fresh winds of Essaouira but a memory; the blowing wind this morning with the vast expanse of a beach at low tide to run on; the colour and energy of the Medina all fading into a past that doesn’t exist…

There is only now…

And ‘now’ we are both working in our ‘office of the moment’, which is a little mini bus bouncing its way along the wide road with the dusty land stretching out beside us for miles and miles…

Anadi was reading today that big companies have been experimenting with their employees working ‘virtually’, for some time now – the article went on the say that in the not too distant future 65% of the workforce will be working from home… Wherever home may be…

In our case this is wherever we are… ?

We are the people…

Yesterday Anadi and I set off early to run; the tide was low and the beach was empty. We had planned a long run and so to deal with the wind, we did two ‘out and backs’! Four miles out, four back into the head wind; three more out finishing with three into the wind…

I felt so strong, like I  could run for ever… I was wondering how my body would feel, as ever since my stomach upset, ten days ago, my tummy has been rather active! But I felt very good, and I can feel the strength growing in me as I finished week seven on fifty miles; ready for more…

Because of the wind we were mainly silent… It whipped all around, carrying any words we might utter tumbling off into the sand dunes; over the waves; up with the gulls who swooped and glided all around… We ran watching the sand swirl, feeling it sting our feet.

This beach has been wonderful to run on… We leave here tomorrow and I have loved very step; it has been so easy to build my fitness to another level on its welcoming shores – and I am inspired by the agility of the Moroccan men here; there is something so free and athletic about their strength and how they move which I aspire too…

Later…

We were wandering after dinner in the mayhem of the Medina in August – we are told it is the most busy time of the year, due to the weather being fresh here, so the Moroccan people come in their droves, to escape the oppressive heat of the Cities…

Suddenly I was stopped by the same man who chatted to me in the street while I was making my vlog… He told me that he had a big house in Marrakech because his parents were ‘poof’ – and he did a hand movement into the air, and then placed his hands together, his head on one side, in the action of sleeping… ‘You understand?’ I said I understood… ‘Is this your husband?’ – He gestured then to Anadi standing right beside me.. On finding Anadi was indeed my husband, he offered a rather reluctant invitation to him to also visit his big house…!

I am always interested when the same people appear; how our energies swirl and twirl around in this dance of life… I like to watch the movement of people in terms of patterns and colour and energy, moving joining blending; bouncing off, mixing, meeting reviling, rejoicing…

The whole universe is one giant ball of pulsating energy which we are all a part of – contributing to, changing the quality of in every moment… Enhancing, reducing – brightening, darkening – pulling upwards, spiralling downwards…

It is all to do with us; what quality do we bring to each moment…?

I read that astrologically the solar eclipse is about the feminine energy rising up and changing the repressive ways of patriarchy… It is about the power of the people; coming from the heart of the group, and of course the heart of the individual.

The power of the whole, is dependent on each individual and how they use their energy, their power.

Any big astrological shift opens a portal to the absolute truth that the changes are always from within. The heart and soul of the people is dependent on our heart; the energy of the people is dependent on our energy.

Pointing fingers at others, does not clear a thing… Sometimes it only means we join in the energy of anger, or abuse, or disempowering ways that mean we allow our energy to drain away…

This is what MysticMamma says about this Solar eclipse and the new moon in Leo…

Divine Feminine energy comes through the veil to awaken humanity to its true power in love.

A new way is calling as the outmoded, short-sighted, repressive ways of the Patriarchy are no longer tolerable or permissible. We the people awaken and new leaders step forth.

Together we rise in consciousness for an inclusive humanity. 

Reflecting on these words, it is important we recognise that ‘we the people’ refers to each one of us… Leadership as a new way of being, one based in love is within us all… It is not out there; and ‘the people’ refers to the collective individual!

The inner changes happen from within the heart – and through being committed to staying aware of the energy within us… It is who we are, and how we have effect in the world, and how we affect the quality of the energy around us…

We are our energetic make up…