‘The more you know…’

I love writing on the plane from Spain….In fact I love writing on any plane…

I just liked the rhyme of the first line (another…! ‘I am a poet and do not know it!)

We left a rather chilly but beautiful Almuñecar this morning; the sun was rising and the fishermen were casting their lines under a silver lined cloud… We were already late in leaving, but I raced to the beach to look out for a last time until I return in the New year….

I have been listening to one of my Español teaching tapes. My intention this week was to ‘up’ the running and ‘up’ the Spanish in preparation for my big run across Spain next spring… It feels fun to be doing this…

So far I have run 16k a day for 5 days – although today I will take a day off; and I love learning Spanish…Committing to do more of both feels strangely freeing; uncomplicated… There really isn’t anything else I would rather be doing.

I like living a life that is immediate, in that I finish the thing I am doing in sections, but that it is also limitless and never ends…. I love my forever and ever goals; perfecting the art of running and developing my Spanish…

I love it that there is no end to either; like life everlasting…

I said to Maricarmen yesterday that I feel fortunate in being able to hold two opposing states in perfect balance… One the delighted feeling and enjoyment of witnessing my improving Spanish, whilst at the same time the feeling of being such a beginner – and at times having the experience of understanding ‘nada’….

But as there is no end, it doesn’t matter… No importa

And as Maricarmen acknowledged, it is the understanding first hand of the philosophy of Aristotle… ‘The more you know, the more you know you don’t know…’

I like not knowing; I like living in a not knowing stance.

Although sometimes you wouldn’t think that when I ask Anadi for some insight… “What is happening?” ‘What do you think it means?” – He will never answer me; he laughs and says ‘There is only now, and so we don’t know the future…’

I like it that he doesn’t answer… I don’t really want to know anything; because in truth I enjoy the not knowing stance and it is one of the reasons I like being in Anadi’s company…

This doesn’t mean that either of us aren’t putting into practice necessary steps towards where our heart and soul is directing. In his case his business is his focus and for me running always running….

But we still practice being present within these actions…

‘Tether the camel and trust in Allah…’

And so we landed at Gatwick, and after collecting our hire car, we headed up the M25, which was ablaze in the light of a glorious sunset…

 

 

 

Week one done….

I have just come of a Skype call meeting with Maggie… She and her husband Jack are plotting my route across Spain

It was fun to connect and share progress over ‘El Plan…’

It is just one week since I announced that I am now officially in training to be capable of running barefoot across Spain next spring…!

I am running to raise money for FSH – the Friends of Sussex hospice, as well to raise awareness of end of life care…

And within bringing greater awareness to the end of our life journey, I am also recognize that this brings us to a keener connection to our life; to how we live… For in fully facing that there is an end to our journey here; we bring more awareness and focus on the fact that when we reach the end of our days, we look back at a life fully lived…

In the words of Mark Twain

‘The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who fully lives is prepared to die at any time…’

To fully live, we need to be fully ourselves as from this place we intrinsically know how we would like to spend our time here.

None of us know the path another treads and so the more we are connected to ourselves and to our own life… The more we can celebrate the choices others make; even if they may not be the same as ours…

Last October I recognized that I needed a break from working the way I was; so in May I started a sabbatical that has turned into a completely new life; and now is seeing me take up a challenge which I am excited about; and reflects me living out my own true steps; barefoot ones it turns out!

In following my hearts calling; already others are following me onto the road between Suances Cantrabria to Almunecar, 1004k away…

Our connection was quite broken today as the internet wasn’t so strong; but this didn’t prevent us feeling the excitement of an idea already starting to have life and an energy all of its own.

We are looking at me running blocks of 5 days were I cover 25k a day; I am not sure how we came up with the 25k per day amount… I think I listened to some inner wisdom!?

We are planning a rest on the 6th day and then off again…

As yet, I have no experience of running barefoot for long distances day after day… And I haven’t run one run of 25k yet… My longest barefoot run is 22k; and to date in a five day block, my highest tally has just occurred…I covered 35 miles since and including Sunday…

My blocks of running are to be more than double that…!

But 7 weeks ago, my body and feet communicated to me themselves that they were ready for more consistent running…

And I have 7 months of preparation ahead until ‘El Plan’ commences at the end of March…

Each week, I will be doing a live update on Facebook. I did my first today which due to unreliable internet here in Morocco was a bit broken up!

My next one will be on Friday August 25th at 8am BST, I am looking forward to meeting with you then!

Today, August 17th, is the 23rd anniversary of my Dad leaving his body… I was talking about him this morning with Anadi over breakfast…

I remembered him saying to me…’Darling, I think you would be marvellous on television’!

I believe he would enjoy seeing all I am doing, he loved my natural running action and was saddened to see it tighten as tension took me over with the pressure I put myself under to succeed….

Now he would see me running in the way i did as a young girl, with the same freedom in my running action and the same joy in my soul –  and with my own television channel! 🙂

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….