My feet are leading the way!

http://spencerswinden.com/index.php/member/116006/ I had a lovely surprise this morning… Whilst I was getting ready to run, Anadi said ‘Can I come..?’ We haven’t run together since around his birthday on October 7th, due to all manner of circumstances seen and unforeseen.

http://camppearl.com/event/reserved-22/ I have become so accustomed to running alone, and Anadi is very busy with his work, especially since his South Africa trip… So I was just setting off as usual…

http://paperbomb.com/wp-cron.php?doing_wp_cron=1523405164.5717658996582031250000 I really enjoyed running with him again, the miles passed easily and delightfully through the sandy brown landscape and buildings of Gozo, under a clear blue sky, bright sun; warm air… The smells, somehow reminding me of distant summers past.

I noticed the different qualities in the experiences of running alone and running together…

Together a space for me for ‘run philosophique’, or ‘run silent’, together, just being in the step together, sharing the experience…

Whereas alone it feels to be an uncovering, a discovering in each step more about the step… Feeling the land, being the land… Recognising the universe within, reflected in the moment, and the vista and energy all around… Breathing, being, transforming…

Both states are of such value.

To run together is a connected space; there is nothing ‘getting in the way’. Conversations on the run feel expansive, limitless – like the space they take place in.

I have enjoyed some of my best far reaching and lengthy conversations over long runs; bonding, creating, sharing…

The whole occasion lends itself to possibility; to change, to resolve, to new things being discovered, to problems being solved…

And today, we both ran barefoot on my loop, which magically measures exactly 10k door to door. The roads in Gozo are very bumpy, and rocky and uneven in places, but like last night my body and my feet enjoyed the variety. There was a softness in the air and in the energy… And the familiar sight of a beautiful church every which way we turn, rising up, seeming to embrace us, holding us in their expansive arms.

The Gozo ‘open top site seeing bus’ rumbled by, full to the brim of folk being shown the island, its magical places and its history…

Some of the people noticed our bare feet… Jaws dropping, turning to one another; the naked feet still causing a stir. But I am getting to realise that my feet love this. I am starting to see that this is the plan they had all along. They want to be seen, to be noticed, they are ready…

And then later this morning after my Spanish lesson, Maricarmen said that her husband Pepe Jesus, wanted to speak with me about an interview with the paper, and being filmed for television about my run across Spain…

My feet are getting their way, and they don’t mind a jot that my mouth isn’t quite up to speed with the Spanish speaking bit…

My feet are getting their way and leading the way… !

 

And yesterday I received a book I have been waiting for! ‘This is me, full stop’. It is written by a friend of mine called Phil… It is a wonderful book!I talk about it here…

 

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