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…