The famous two go adventuring..!

Today, I ran to Barbati where Anadi met me on the road… He had parked on the beach, the plan to swim after running and then breakfast on the beach again.

The road through Barbati winds on and up with beautiful views of the sea below…
The surface is quite smooth too, nice for running on in bare feet!

My feet are much stronger now, and brown, they look like little wild beings with a life of their own.
Free and strong… And I believe my middle curly hammer toes are straightening…!

I keep stretching them out, encouraging them after all these years to flex and become more active in the running step…

I remember my mother taking me to the doctor when I was about eight years old to check out my curly wurly middle toes. He asked me to pick a pencil up with my toes and on witnessing that I could do that with ease, he proclaimed me okay to continue my life with these little oddities..

Over the years they have however meant that certain shoes caused me extreme pain on the ball of my foot, and finding the “right shoes’ lead me full circle back to the lightest running shoes possible and so now, this is one of the joys for me of no shoes…
No pain…

On the way back, running along the road, high above the sparkling sea, Anadi spotted some steep wonky steps… ‘Shall we see where they go’? He asked…
Down down down we clambered to a beautiful little sandy turquoise bay….

‘That’s our beach, the next one…’ I said, ‘I wonder if can we clamber there over the rocks…’?
Anadi started to clamber up them, and then said that ‘yes…’ he thought we could…

But they were very rocky rocks and didn’t look that much fun to me in bare feet!

‘I’m going to swim there’, I announced….
I dived in, Anadi followed me and we swum the half mile in freezing cold but delightful magical Ionian ocean round the bay to our breakfast…

A new day unfolding….

Thank you for the days…

Today I woke to a new life, the day stretching ahead, endless days stretching ahead…

As I write these words, I am reminded of the Kirsty MacColl song ‘Thank you for the days’

I love that song…

Thank you for the days
Those endless days, those sacred days you gave me
I’m thinking of the days
I won’t forget a single day believe me
I bless the light
I bless the light that lights on you believe me…

It feels today like a song to myself… A recognition that everything is a reflection of my own inner truth…
So within, so without…

And so this is my life now… An endless day….
Revealing itself now…

This never ending day started with Anadi and I driving to Barbati beach… My feet didn’t want to run there today. We arrived to an empty vista, except for George and Spiros getting their boat ready for the imminent summer season…

Sitting right at the waters edge, watching the sun climb high into the sky, we chanted the Gayatri mantra together, with the sound of the lapping waves our musical accompaniment…

We stayed awhile longer by the edge of the Ionian ocean, which looked like a blue gold limpid pool of magic nectar, beckoning us in to experience its rejuvenating powers…

And so we leapt into its freezing embrace!

Let the magic begin…

We swam awhile, the cold took my breath away… I started to feel dizzy and so I went to the shore to let the sun warm me for a little, before diving back into my turquoise world….

We both stayed in the water for a few minutes longer until I needed another sun break!
Sun, sea, sun, sea, sun ,sea and then out to breakfast on the beach….

I am in my birthday month too…
Nearly 58 years since I arrived here on planet earth… What an experience, the opportunity to know ourselves through the body…

I thank the days, those endless days of learning and experiencing. Reflecting now, it feels that I have spent many many many days shedding everything I thought I was, to experience a deeper sense of truth within…

Thank you for journeying with me…

We will see now what this new space reveals as I travel without shoes, in fact without many possessions at all, not even a swimming costume at moment!