The illusion of this life moving, shifting, changing, shimmering…

We got up early… For Spain!

At 8am it felt like day was just dawning… A few people wandering, the man with his dog who sits on the promenade collecting euros was already in his place…

The sun shone on the limpid blue sea; sparkling, dancing bright… Paving stones outside the restaurants wet washed from being freshly hosed…

Quiet Sunday morning, fresh, beginnings of something new…

At the other end of the day it is very different; life goes on until very late…

We went out to eat nearing 10pm last night. I ate avocado salad and Anadi a portion of his favourite paella. We dined on the beach to the sound of laughter, talking, many people awake with an evening just beginning…

‘I really want to get up earlier so we can get a longer run in before its too hot…’ I laughed as we sat over coffee at our table, now in inky darkness of night. In my old life 6am was a normal time for me to run and now I call 8am early…

Enjoying the clean, clear air of ‘early morning’ we ran along the road for two or three miles, and then onto a beach, stopping on the rocks for Anadi to pull some glass from his foot! Across another beach, splashing in our bare feet in the waters edge; then up the rocky path and beyond.

Running high up on the cliff top path touched the very core of me, my base chakra contracting; some fear still to clear of falling from on high…! While Anadi danced along in front of me, running backwards to film me for my vlog!

Later as we enjoyed some lunch on one of the beaches we had ran by this morning, we were reflecting how the energy of places, resonates, draws us back again and again.

We first came to this very beach three years ago. We had tried to go to another and missed the turning and so ended up here, at Velilla… I have vivid memories of lying on my back on the hot rocks loving the sensation, the healing warmth, the energy of those stones.

And so we kept going back; down from the mountains once a week at least to feel the magic of this little bay.

Last year we were attracted to spend Christmas in Almuñécar… Many times I ran the few miles along the coast, and right past this beach; winter blue skies, quiet, restaurants with the shutters down, a little village hardly noticed on the running road.

In February Anadi joined me on this run and said… ‘This is the beach we came to three years ago… ‘No…’I said ‘I don’t think it is…’ But then I looked more closely; it was. I hadn’t recognised the land I’d loved that summer; and I had run through it morning after morning…

Today we again sat in the same restaurant we came to three years ago on the beach in Valilla, summer has arrived here in Spain… People, music, busy restaurants and hot sun!
‘It’s like another life’ I said ‘It’s like we are on a stage and the set keeps getting changing, we are staying still and everything is changing around us…’

And this is what is happening… As our energy changes the reflections of our lives are changing too; energetically we will often be around the same people and in the same places… But there is no such thing as time as we conceive of it; and so the mystery of our own lives is unfolding, on the stage around us.

The more we are still, the more we can access the silence within, then we can truly watch our lives unfold from this place of deeper trust. The stage, the illusion of this life moving, shifting, changing, shimmering; staying the same in reflection to whatever is occurring…

And the more we dive deeper within to the still pool that is our own truth, the more we can enjoy watching the film of our life unfolding on the cinema screen of our own existence…