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….

 

The right time….

I have just returned from my Spanish lesson… A whole two hours speaking in Spanish with Maricarmen! The clock struck 1pm signalling the end of our time…

She then shared with me that she had seen a film about the racing driver Niki Lauda last night, and that it had made her think of me… This prompted me to tell her that I made a video yesterday, about the experience of training for and running my best ever marathon…

Having mentioned how she had connected something in the film with me, I thought she might like to see my vlog….

I told her how it had accessed emotion from within me… ‘And you hadn’t expected that?’ she enquired? ‘No, no, not at all…’ I responded… ‘It was the right time then…’ She said.

It was the right time…

Lauren Kelly is a barefoot runner in California… It was a video of hers, she had just completed a 16 mile run in bare feet, (!) that I watched when I first embarked upon my own barefoot journey…

We have become friends across the globe, and she said via my YouTube channel, that she was interested to hear about my experience of training for and running my best ever marathon…

And so I responded….

I didn’t anticipate the emotion rising in me as it did, and as Maricarmen said, this demonstrates how necessary the process was, and that it was the right time…

Over all my running years, I have been aware that part of fully embracing my running expression, has been to know that I was on a journey to be able to ‘let go’ of the ‘attachment to my running’… Or rather any attachment to some hoped for state, that running could never possibly give me…

To discover instead the Zen of running – how to truly be in the step – to be here, now…

This process has deepened over the years, and particularly in most recent months I have been aware of a profound ‘letting go’ occurring.

This has shown itself in my the barefoot running, as well as an inner knowing, and an ever increasing ability to trust the next step…

My running energy is where I have seen manifest where I am holding on everywhere…

I have always been ‘Running to learn’… I knew as a very young woman that the running path for me was been one where I came face to face with myself again and again and again…

Over the years running has been both my nemesis when I chased the ‘god of fast times and race results’, I hoped might bring the chimera of some sort of immortality; an illusion of ‘safety’ from the transience of this life…

But then it was also running that has been my salvation… Because, time and time again I was brought right back to the truth that there is nowhere to get to, and that there is no finish line; nowhere to hide…

I have been letting go all my life; and trusting that the letting go will reveal my true expression….

Running is and always has been a natural place for my soul to dance, to express, and the more I let go… The more it seems that rather than the running leave my life – instead the running step is more joyous, more free, more me…

And yesterday as the tears rose in me while I spoke, I was aware that this was all part of the process of letting go and setting my spirit free….

We can only resolve when we are ready to resolve.

It was the right time….