Time travel…

Journeying back in time, I drove down the road I used to drive up – much too fast as an 18 year old! – every day for work… And the road I used to pad down in my green flash gym shoes, having got off the bus to run the last bit of the journey home from school…

I met Athena Jane who had driven from Laughton, and we sat chatting for a short while in the Fox and pelican – the local pub – which is still the same but different… They now sell delicious coffee with white chocolate and cranberry flapjacks and choices such as a vegetarian platter with tapenade and hummus, feta and lots of deliciousness… All more resonant of being here now; food like that wasn’t served in the 70’s… ? And then we drove the extra mile, further down the road, past the playing field where as a 6 year old I raced up and down with my friend Charlotte, trying to keep warm on the edge of the rugby field, while my brother Stuart plated a game…

And then into a room full of warmth vibrancy, colour, laughter energy… Very much now… I had travelled down the road back in time and amazingly it had brought me absolutely right to the very present moment…

Everything is now; the 12 year old me is still running down that road; free as a bird, training my body and my spirit for a life of running… The creative energy is still alive and pulsing through the body that has been on the planet earth for nearly half a century more…

Jane and I walked into the energy of Tipple Art, which is the creative expression of my oldest friend Wends with her business partner Linda. the evening is one filled with joy, support, creative expression, fun and friendship – relaxation… We were given a theme of flowers to give us inspiration if we wanted, and delicious food – platters of cheese and biscuits, figs and grapes, quiche lorraine olives and salads and a glass of wine if we wanted…

Right in the centre of the room stood Nick! I was so delighted to see him… We used to run around together 40 years ago… As Nick said ‘in the literal sense’ not the figurative,… He was an awesome runner, still is at 60 years old… But back in the day he ran 48 minutes for 10 miles and the runners of you will know what that means… I have always loved Nick, he is a very real person, true in his heart and soul… A special man, and every so often our paths cross again…

This time I manoeuvred our meeting, when I realised I could make it to Wends and Linda’s event and I ‘encouraged’ Nick to come…

We sat next to one another and talked a lot and enjoyed being in one another’s company in a completely different context… I realise now, that all our previous conversations have been on the run

last night we sat side by side painting…

And neither of us painted flowers as you would expect flowers to look… But they were our expression of ‘flowers’… The space, the energy, Wends and Linda’s encouragement helped us all join together in our creative energy; it was such fun…

I haven’t painted since I was 20 and then i made murals all over the walls of the gym at Huntington House, the place I had visited and met the daughter of my old friend… The gym is gone now… Much changed at the end of my time there, including my creative expression through pain…

Last night I revisited it and enjoyed the process hugely… The interesting thing for me was that my artistic style resembled the style that was mine when I did my o level art… It simply flowed from me in the same  vein… Once again lending emphasis to the observation of our unique expression; we are all different unique beings… We all have a different energetic make up, different colours and sounds and frequency within us and this will of course emerge differently in whatever endeavour we do…

And it must be celebrated, honoured….

I was also delighted to meet friends of Wendy who I have heard so much about and to see my fabulous godson Alfie and Tony, Wendy’s husband, who had come straight from an award ceremony for his 15 years of coaching hockey,,,

He was being honoured fro his creative expression in the form of developing the young people which as he says in my vlog he loves to do…

The secret is to not question our energy, to watch and notice it –  and as always clear the tension and stay right in the centre point; the stillness from whence it can flow purely and simply and clearly out into the world for us all to celebrate… Connect with and join together and make the most expansive piece of art that is life across the universe

Together….

 

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…