Journey with Julia

As I drove away from the mountains, just as in the poem I wrote about yesterday, the last three weeks disappeared in the ‘wake’ of my new pathways unfolding…. I drove away and the preceding weeks were gone…

And the place, the people… It is as if they no longer exist because I am gone. We create everything around us from our energy – all that exists is here, it is now…

There is no past, no future… Only now. So it follows that all that exists is what we are experiencing around us now…

If we try to hold on to the past, or create a future that doesn’t exist, we are bound to live in tension… Whereas when we allow an unfolding, everything flows.

Of course this doesn’t mean not making a plan, to meet someone to have an experience. We can create the future in the moment we are in.

But we can’t live it, until we are in it.

And then any plan we might make, arises almost as if of itself …

I am changed by my time in the mountains – but the weeks have disappeared and will never be found again. Instead in front of me I keep making the path by walking it.

It was a fiesta day in Spain yesterday; they happen often. I like it… Everything stops and much feasting happens… All day long.

Big groups of people gather together, they sit outside in the sun, and talk and laugh and eat lots of food… And I watch, passing through this land which I love and feel I am a part of, but in a different way to those who are of it…

Maricarmen, my Spanish teacher, asked me yesterday if I would like to be interviewed by the paper in Orgiva, the biggest town on the mountain road near Bubion and Pitres… Many have noticed me running and walking in my bare feet… I am being embraced by the Spanish people, ‘Como una cabra, like the goats that I love in the mountains, I am being associated with them too…

I arrived in Almuñecar and made my way through the tables full of celebratory folk… I put my running kit on and prepared to go for my second run of the day…

In the morning I ran along my mountain road for the last time, at least for awhile… And tonight the land I ran on was different, warm balmy evening sun… People sitting about enjoying the day off; a man practicing his tight rope skills on the beach…

Two boys jogged along talking, a little bit ahead of me… We were running at a similar pace, and I received the positive energy of a shared run.

All my runs have been lone for some weeks now, and although this is never a problem for me, I enjoyed their vicarious company…

I’m now on the plane… I’ve slept a little and just experienced that moment of total nothing… The place between sleeping and waking and I had no idea at all where I was, who I was…

My lifestyle lends itself to those moments, those gifts or total space. I experience them every so often. This one was pure white, the other day it was golden. I could see the colour but I didn’t know anything about anything. No sense of my ‘self’ or being even in a body.

They are fleeting; but to be treasured I feel, a glimpse into the space of total no thing…

I am hungry! It’s now 12.45pm and my day hasn’t opened up any food opportunities!

I had left plenty of time to get to the airport, because I love airport fun… But the path that opened in front of me was a different one.

I wasn’t sure I could remember where the gasolinera was to get petrol to fill the car, but the signs were perfect… I found my way, filled the car up with petrol, and then followed the signs back to the airport… I thought.

Instead, I found myself sailing past my destination and back along the road I had just driven down…!

I knew I needed to get off it, so took the first opportunity, which lead me right slap bang into the streets and traffic with no sign of any way back to the airport… Thank goodness for technology…

Madeline of google maps directed me back – albeit with the time for my pre flight breakfast and coffee ticking away.

At the airport, Marcus my nice car man wasn’t there… I rang the office and she assured me that he was, and that she would call him so that we could find one another…

I waited… After awhile I decided that calling again would be a good plan… He was 10 minutes away could I wait…?

Not really!

She said to leave the key in the boot, and leave the car unlocked … I carried out instructions and made my way through the whole airport system, and onto the plane, with no window for a food stop…

Easyjet porridge is feeling very appealing….

 

 

 

Journeying back in time….

We left a sunny shiny Provence, the light streaking across the rows of grapevines, and open expanse of green brown fields; sky blue, the clouds in sight – fluffy white…

As we hugged Stuart and Sue goodbye, we said ‘We’ll see you somewhere… Maybe Edinburgh next’ – (where they live in the UK) – ‘or perhaps Spain’ I ventured…

‘Oh yes…’ Sue said ‘We’re coming to Almuñecar for your birthday…’

I was delighted…!

On March 27th next year (2018) I will set off from Suances on the North Coast of Spain to run to Almuñecar on the South coast, planning to arrive on my birthday… I am running in my bare feet to raise money for the Friends of Sussex Hospices and staying in France has given me the opportunity for some great road running training…

Now we are flying through the air, 6 miles high… My feet are a little bit tender from a ten days of road running… But like everything it is ‘practicar practicar practicar….’

I have been asked by one of my YouTube fans/friends called Jay Hay to make a custom vlog on what the energy feels like in an aeroplane in bare feet…

I write and speak from my own experience, of being in a universe of energy and that we are all part of this energetic vibration.

It was Nikola Tesla – the scientist who worked closely with Thomas Eddison who said that if we wish to understand the universe we must think in terms of… ‘Energy vibration and frequency…’

I find being on a plane quite a still and silent place for me – in general people are quite contained and not projecting much of their energy outward onto others.. There are of course people who are afraid or angry, upset or ill, or engaging with the person next to them, but it remains that there is an air of respect and recognition as to the affect we are having on others…

It often isn’t until the plane lands and the seat belt sign go off, that all the interacting, mingling and projection of energy begins again with more emphasis…

Later…

I am sitting in the Fox and Pelican pub in Grayshott, a village four miles from the village of Headley where I grew up.

I am here to go to my friend Wendy’s ‘Tipple Art’… We landed at Gatwick and Anadi went to the office and I drove here.

I have just met Athena Jane, but I was an hour early, and my sat nav brought me to the front door of Huntington house where I worked 40 years ago… I drove down memory lane and enjoyed an amazing hour with the daughter of my great friend Mal who I met aged 15 when she was 25… She had a huge and positive influence in my life.

Without the internet back then, our contact drifted when I moved to Bath in 1982 …

But today I met her beautiful daughter… I had heard many years ago that she was in the world, but I had never met her…

It was a very enriching experience to meet Sarah, to walk around the building, feel its energy, creativity and expansion… A building so dear to me, that I saw in a derelict state and was part of a team to breathe life into its walls forty years ago…

But most joyous was to be with Sarah, to experience her, to be around her lovely energy – to know she was born of Mal, who meant so much to me… And to hear her describe her mother – my great friend all those years ago – in such true, loving and glowing terms…

‘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….?

Synchronicity, Chance encounters and coincidences…

And now Anadi and I are at Gatwick…I am in Costa writing, and Anadi is in a meeting…

It feels a bit like time travel… The journey from Devon to here took only four hours… We left at 6am, in the rain –  and the journey went in a flash…

The feel and energy of the land changed, as we drove, as well as the pictures from our window moving by like a glorious slide show… From the leafy lanes of Devon to suddenly finding ourselves cresting Salisbury plane, with huge expanse either side of us, and then Stone Henge appearing in a magical moment… Flinty grey huge magnificence, seeing it always as if it were the first time….

Immediately I stepped out of our car in the car hire driveway, a man exclaimed, smiling… ‘No shoes’… He was the driver of one of the mini buses that go back and forth from the terminals and while we both stood waiting, he told me of his mother’s sister… ‘She always had naked feet’ he said, ‘Always, she never wore shoes; she was very strong, and she worked in the fields with the mushrooms, where there were lizards and snakes , but always her feet were naked… She was a magic lady’, he went on… ‘She helped people and she could take the badness away; when she was dying she said to us all, “I will take all the pain and sickness and badness in you all away with me… ” he was describing how her family were standing in a circle around her coffin – which was open – and that all the rubbish and unwanted stuff was swirling away around their feet…

Then, he was called away to drive his mini bus… I sat down on the ground and waited for Anadi to return from filling the car with petrol, enjoying the unusual, but welcome feel of the sunny sun, shining in the sky…

Anadi and I went straight to Gatwick and enjoyed another wonderful encounter while we were sitting drinking coffee; Ella Elizabeth, saw my foot jewels and admired them… I told her about Wendy making them… And as we chatted, she said she could feel my energy and that my eyes were sparkly and that she could feel the connection in her heart… She had goose bumps all over…

We talked for awhile about connection and energy, and chance encounters which are never about chance at all … She is a Life coach, and healthy lifestyle and strengthsFinder coach – and also travels the world…. We hugged and she was gone…

But the wonders of technology now allow for chance meetings of the heart and soul, to hold the buds of a beginning – not just a brief encounter….

As Ella Elizabeth and I were chatting, the book ‘The Celestine prophecy’, popped into my consciousness… I read the book over twenty years ago, but recall the nine insights resonated with me then…

In essence they addressed clearing our energy field of past trauma so that we can engage in our personal evolution – which relates to global evolution, from the perspective of being the change we want to see –  without any power struggle or control dramas in relating… Instead recognising that this is a universe made up of energy; tuning into the energy within us and around us –  and starting to notice and get curious about all the synchronicity, chance encounters and coincidences…

I then trained on the treadmill and enjoyed running along, alone in a little gym… The sound of my bare feet hitting the belt in a steady rhythm creating a silent moving meditation….