Round and round we go….

We arrived to the familiar energy of Marrakech at about 3pm yesterday afternoon; and as we pulled up to Douar Graoua square we felt a sense of ‘homecoming’… Our friend Jamal was there to greet us at the door of Riad Saba and we sat together enjoying mint tea and catching up…

Anadi had work to do, so I wandered out to get some cash from the ‘machine that gives cash’ – which meant I needed to cross the big square in the Medina… It was relatively empty, with the air temperature at 43 degrees, not many people were venturing out – and I had to keep finding bits of shade by the stalls because the ground burnt my feet!

I then found a place for lunch, and sat on a roof terrace out of the sun… Fine jets of water sprayed into the air at intervals which were deliciously cooling while I ate my avocado and goat cheese salad and drank fresh lemon juice with mint… Then I just sat awhile; I hadn’t got my phone with me; and there was not another soul there…

So I just sat – suddenly I had landed again in a new land, with a new feel, new energy; although familiar. I sat in it, enjoying the sense of anonymity, aloneness, silence. the lethargy of a hot afternoon.

The last three weeks feel to have stripped more away from within me; my body feels more flexible, more supple and strong; much fitter… A bit thin too, after over two weeks of an active tum! But I feel another level of surrender to any control, a deeper acceptance of being where I am – and the feeling I have experienced at times, during the whole of this nomadic journey – feelings of ‘homesickness’ but not knowing what ‘home’ I was yearning for – have vanished, at last cleared away…

There is too an ease to a commitment to the daily practises that seem to have emerged in my new life,

Daily vlogging blogging and jogging…! Without any real idea of where this ‘Soles Journey’ is taking me…

Except across the length of Spain!

I am aware of the enormity of the challenge… I recognise how strong my body and my feet need to be to do this thing…

But then the running step feels to be different… It is like I have cleared the way again to allow the energy of the run to come through me, as it did when I was a child and a teenager. then it was like the enrgy of the run simply used my body as a conduit… But then the tension of pressure took hold, but it feels that at last ( another at last 🙂  I have cleared the energy of the chase, of the trying to find something out there, and I sense this  soles journey across Spain is a journey of my soul taking me where I already know; but need to experience in the barefoot step…

My friend Wends sent me a  photo she found yesterday… She said she remembered it was something to do with eating fruit and deciding to be vegetarians…

The photo was indeed about eating fruit and being vegetarians… We were 19 years old at the time, and I had just got into my ‘changing hairstyle and colour often’ phase!

I had been a vegetarian for a couple of years; and this photo was taken when Wends and I went on holiday to Bude for a week…

We lived on fruit only for 5 days and it seem wandered about bare foot!

Round and round we circle, working it out as we go, finding out what we have always known….

This morning Anadi and I were up early to run nine miles before the heat crept into the air… We padded through the streets and found a golf course to lap around, a quiet oasis away from the roar of the traffic which was already beginning to build for another day of activity in the magnificent city of Marrakech…

The unique rhythm and beat of our lives…

I have always lived a total lifestyle, one that feels like I am always on holiday… One that therefore I don’t need a break or a ‘holiday’ from…

I have always worked and played at the same time, so play can be called work,  and work can be play… There is no separation…

I have always loved to run, to write and to work in the lives of others and so this is what I have done… Is it work or play? It is just is my life…

This doesn’t mean I haven’t had to work through emotional challenges, struggles, difficulties, sadness and losses…

But it still remains, I have never wanted a holiday or a break from my life, or felt the need to ‘take time away from it’… The rests and pauses are integral to the whole and all part of the rhythm and the beat of my journey here…

It has also been absolutely impossible for me to stay working or living in any way that doesn’t feel right for me…!  This doesn’t mean not staying the course when things are hard… If it feels right I know that within me I have huge resources for withstanding and ‘keeping on keeping on…’

But it has been impossible for me to stay somewhere where my spirit is crying out to move away from… This hasn’t always been seen as a positive quality, or easy to ‘action’…! ?

But as the years have gone by I have come to understand that it has served me very well in lots of ways – and two in particular…

One, I am living true to myself and the more I have followed this course, the more this has been borne out to ‘work’ both for me and others, even if it may not always look like it at the time!

And… Two it means I can teach from a position of experience, this doesn’t mean I teach people to do as I do; but I can teach people to listen to what they must do, which might be entirely different and not resemble anything I am doing in the slightest….

But, if we truly listen to ourselves, one of the biggest gifts this brings is the ability to truly be able to listen to another and this is the most wonderful experience… To be able to visit the land of another being, and travel in it with them; celebrating their world, their ideas, their values and experiences, rather than criticising, or being afraid of the differences…

And so we are on the road to Marrakech again to visit our good friend Jamal in Riad Saba, already the temperature is hot; the fresh winds of Essaouira but a memory; the blowing wind this morning with the vast expanse of a beach at low tide to run on; the colour and energy of the Medina all fading into a past that doesn’t exist…

There is only now…

And ‘now’ we are both working in our ‘office of the moment’, which is a little mini bus bouncing its way along the wide road with the dusty land stretching out beside us for miles and miles…

Anadi was reading today that big companies have been experimenting with their employees working ‘virtually’, for some time now – the article went on the say that in the not too distant future 65% of the workforce will be working from home… Wherever home may be…

In our case this is wherever we are… ?