The rain in Spain…

Today is a very rainy day… But Spain needs rain and so when I said to Maricarmen and Pepe yesterday – as the first drops started to fall –  that it was me – La Inglesa that had brought the rain; they were very happy… ‘Bring more…’ They said, ‘we need the rain…’

It fell from the sky in torrents all night long, and it is continuing now… it appears that my special ‘Inglesa rain bringing powers’, are working a treat…

Anadi and I went for a lovely watery run this morning… The ground was warm, and splashing through the puddles along the slick wet road was great fun; and as long as we remembered to avoid the white bits on the zebra crossings all was well… very slippy for bare feet, we discovered!

I have just been talking with Pablo, here in Casa Blanca, about my birthday party at the end of my run across Spain, and about the adventure itself… He expressed a mixture of awe… ‘Are you sure?’ – ‘Doesn’t it hurt?’ – ‘That is a lot of kilometres every day without shoes…’ As well as… ‘I am envious, I would like to be the person that did something like that…’

Tomorrow I am going to Granada for a press conference!

Fortunately Maricarmen’s husband Pepe is coming with me and he has translated my story into Spanish… Very exciting.

I am looking forward to being better at Spanish… But I am where I am on the road, and so it is… I will do my best with the Spanish press…!

Maricarmen says that essentially people want to communicate and so of course, they end up speaking the language that is easiest…

This is so true, Pablo speaks fluent English, and so I never have an opportunity to practise my Spanish with him… Only with those that can’t speak English… and Maricarmen of course, who is teaching me

I was about to drive home after my Spanish lesson yesterday, and I was sitting in my car checking my phone… Suddenly I looked up and saw a coach ploughing into the side of me!

He was turning out of a parking space and hadn’t seen me at all… There was nothing I could do but wait for him to realise I was there, as he crushed the back of my car against the wall… I glanced up at him and saw immediately that although it was entirely his responsibility, he was going to shout at me…

Which he did…

In Spanish of course, and then he got even crosser when he found I was English….

Anyway… We managed… I didn’t feel upset, or react, but the trouble was I didn’t know the procedure… But he did, and so in the end he filled in the form about what happened… I called the car hire people who told me what to do, but he was already doing it – and I called Maricarmen, and Pepe came and talked calmly to the cross man…

Pepe, has practised aikido all of his adult life and it showed  in his quietly spoken way with cross man

Then at the end of it all, the coach driver had relaxed and he smiled; and I said ‘it’s an interesting way to meet…’ In Spanish and he said he could think of better ways, and put his arm around me, now my friend… ? And i had learned a good lesson about ‘what to do in the case of an accident in España

Just as we were about to part, he pointed to my feet and said that it is illegal to drive barefoot in Spain… I do not know is this is true because the police who stopped me at the start of this year -when I had no lights on in a tunnel – didn’t say a word…

And i don’t own any shoes! Que sera sera…

As I drove away down the mountain, I suddenly felt upset for awhile… Not upset with what had happened, but upset at someone shouting at me…

As always, it provided a good opportunity to clear the feeling from my body, and when I got back to Almuñecar,  Anadi and I went for cheesecake and cafe con leche by the sea!

 

 

Learning what we already know…

I raced back from running round and round the track to my Spanish lesson; arriving glowing and un showered… The joys of Skype that allow for us to be together with another in a way I wouldn’t be if I were in her classroom!

And then I was on fire in my lesson… ‘I don’t recognise you’ Maricarmen laughed as phrases and words were coming seemingly from nowhere… We decided not to question where they had come from…!

She said that I learn differently to other people… She says I am the opposite way round to most… In her experience people learn the verbs and vocabulary and like to get them perfect, but then find difficulty making use of them in conversation – putting them together in phrases and sentences… She says that I am different and speak phrases and sentences without always getting the verbs and vocab completely accurate – but she assures me that I am understandable and she says the correct ways will come… Are coming.

I said to her that I would enjoy being completely Spanish for a short while, to be able to hear myself and what I sounds like to a Spanish person… ‘Muy gracioso pienso’ ‘very funny I think’ – I said… “We like hearing people speaking in a funny way’ she laughed…

I have always done things back to front, so it was interesting for me to hear this, and testament to Maricarmen as a teacher that she has flowed with my way and taught me in the ‘back to front’ way that suits me… I think it is also described as counter intuitive…

We all learn differently and it is finding the way that suits us, and will help us to master any new practises we desire to learn… Of course there is now awareness that people learn differently and this has been addressed in teaching methods and training teachers… Gifted teachers recognise different learning ways and adapt how they teach to suit their students, who have come to them to learn what they already know…

All learning is in truth accessing from the absolute understanding that we know all there is to know, all is available to us, learning is simply clearing the pathways to allow the truth to emerge…

It is, therefore our responsibility ultimately to know ourselves… ‘Know thyself…’

I had enjoyed running around the track… I ran 5000 metres jogging the bends and striding down the straights… A nice way to lap the track… My feet are definitely noticing the upping of miles… They are slightly more sensitive, but I showed the bottom of them to Anadi and he said ‘You’ve just got to keep doing it, they will adjust…’

The rest of my body is flying, my body feels balanced and happy… It is eating up the miles, but I am going to flow with my feet and let them dictate and catch up… I watched a little boy running along on top of a very ouchie looking wall yesterday… I was inspired.

Whenever we feel to look, there is inspiration all around us… If our orientation is ‘I can do…’ – we will find those that already are – and our belief will be re affirmed… I am often inspired by children… By their relaxation, their movement, the capacity they have to walk on ouchie walls or do handstands cartwheels, bend and stretch… They are my re educators of how the body likes to move, be agile, strong and balanced…

They are my teachers…

If we know ourselves and embrace and love ourselves, then we will be willing to spend time understanding ourselves and unravelling any of the hurts from childhood… Perhaps someone didn’t have the time or energy to do so… We now can look after our own inner child, and learn how to support and nurture them.. We can discover how they respond and look after them, and find that we will then truly grow into the happy integrated adult who can jump and leap and cartwheel alongside the inner child….

I was delighted yesterday in my barefoot fitness class to discover that my right big toe was a bit unresponsive… Once we know something we can address it and unravel it. My toe responded very fast to the exercise and re engaged; but sometimes it takes longer… The key is to gently gently work at whatever it is we wish to master or learn…

Giving ourselves the patience and understanding, the time and energy we wanted and perhaps didn’t always receive as a child… Now we can do it for ourselves, and find that by giving ourselves permission to learn in the way that works for us, with kindness, patience and calm…

Anything is possible

When we just do it…

Just do it… The Nike advice is so very sound…

Waking up early to climb up a steep mountain doesn’t always seem appealing, I realised today…  🙂 My waking feeling was that it all rather hard, the terrain, the thin air, needing to do it early before the blazing sun appeared over the mountain….

But when I…’Just got up’ anyway, and ‘just got out of the door’ anyway, and just ‘took the steps up the mountain’ anyway, the feelings of ‘too hard’ melted away… And then the reward of the views of rising craggy rolling peaks and mountain passes, soft golden morning sun, gently lighting the expanse of land, reminded me of why I was there…

Suddenly on the path ahead was a goat with its baby, so near… Beauteous beasts half way up a craggy mountain path.

What delight…

Of course living this life can often feel hard, this earth plane is a crucible for mulching our stuff…!

I now hear my Dad’s words differently to when I was young… He said to me… ‘The sooner you realise life is hard darling, the easier it will be for you…’

I balked against these words then, thought it a negative view…  And then proceeded to make life very hard for myself in many different ways…

I tried too hard, I pushed too hard… In an ironic twist to try to find the peak of the mountain where the sun shone all day and I had overcome all the obstacles to get there; to find a place where I could stand alone, and be free from the earthly struggle…

And then I understood it better….

We are here to work it out, and clear the struggle, the stuff that makes life feel hard…

Being in a body means that we can make the most of this opportunity…

To see, to feel, to understand the contrasts and the challenges…  And to keep on going in any situation that we might be afraid of, or worried about, or unsure about…  To ‘just do it….’

The very energy of ‘just doing it…’ encourages a state of presence in each moment, without making it too hard… Pacing ourselves, so that we can keep on ‘doing it…’

This way, it becomes paradoxically easier to keep going into the places that feel difficult and hard, and so clear away more stuck energy, tension, karma… When we don’t push, and instead we just move forward and take the next step, relax, breathe, take another step…

Then it becomes more easy to clear the blocks, the feelings that are hard and difficult to face, and then a momentum builds…

Like this morning, as the mountain moved under each step, the ‘it’s hard…’energy melted away to leave the meditation, the joy, the feeling of rocky sandy beneath my feet, the sun glinting through the trees, my body running down the winding mountain road, glad to be alive, to be fit, able to run and run and run….

And the same is true of my Spanish… At times it has felt too hard ‘I can’t do this…’ But by turning up anyway, not pushing, clearing the feelings of  ‘no peudo hacerlo’ as they arise, clearing happens… The struggle melts away and the path becomes easier, a meditation too…

Life a meditation on the move…

Staying always with ourselves, feeling everything and keeping clearing the way to ‘just do it…’ To recognise the point of life isn’t in ‘getting anywhere’, it is in ‘being here…’  And within the playing out of whatever it is we are ‘just doing’, the struggle can clear, leaving the path to the top of the mountain much easier than before, because we are happy to be wherever we are on that path…

I arrived in Pitres for my Spanish lesson on market day… Sunny bright bustle, and  the sound of Spanish voices, juicy ripe fruit, colourful clothes… Light alive Friday morning village energy. the clock struck 11 heralding my lesson time… And I crossed the road to my classroom, and enjoyed another wonderful two hours of Spanish and fun with Maricarmen…

In this vlog I introduce you to her …