Energy can be transmuted...
It is Sunday evening, the sun is setting quietly behind me over a still blue sea...
I am on the balcony of our apartment and Anadi is down on the terrace... I am waiting for a FaceTime call and my usual 'office', the terrace area, has started to be busier now in the evenings...
As I sit here reflecting on our wonderful day, I am understanding the meaning of the word gourmet, and can see that while I am in Greece, my blog could be shifting its emphasis from running to food!
We ran fifteen miles on the tracks, and hills around Pantokrator this morning, and then lunched again in Yiannis's beautiful taverna 'Agnadio...'
Yiannis, Anadi and I talked running together... We are all taking part in the Kassios Dias trail race next weekend, which evidently we are all facing with some degree of trepidation!
I am not keen on the idea of the 'ever so steep' (to say the least) downs, Anadi is not keen on the 'ever so steep' (an understatement) ups! And Yiannis did the 'Cooper test' yesterday and finds he is fitter, and ran further than ever before over the 12 minutes, but he is not so sure about his endurance for 13 madly hilly miles....!
It was fun to talk about the event, where we made new friends last year, and which is now gathering us all together again in Kassiopi... I am to give a briefing to the English speaking runners about the course, the night before the race...
'If you say to them the course is okay, it is easy...' Yiannis said, 'then, you must then hide at the finish..'
We laughed and then he said, 'I am going because I like to see my friends' and I said 'I like the eating and drinking afterwards...' We laughed some more, and then Yiannis brought us out the most beautiful and delicious spread of food....
We do not look at a menu when we visit him, he brings us traditional Greek food... Today we sat high up looking over Ipsos, once again enjoying wonderful food and glorious sunshine, having run and run and run on the rocky roads of Pantokrator....
Anadi and I talked about the importance of the blank canvas... How vital it is to clear out from the body any frustrations, sadness, grief, anger and below all this the hurt of any area of 'life not having worked out as we had hoped...'
All, or at least most, human beings have had losses and disappointments, sadnesses, dreams that didn't happen, endings... And so to keep living with the enthusiasm of the child, with a blank canvas, or like the magical child with no self concepts, it is important to go deeply into these hurts and frustrations, not to brush them aside with 'that's life', or feel that it is indulgent to really investigate ...
One of the most limiting things is to not go fully into areas that are unresolved, but to instead live resigned....
These feelings, these blocks to our energy can be cleared, but we need to be honest about our disappointments and feelings of being hard done by or of life having been unfair.
If we work to clear these emotions then the blank canvas emerges and each day is a new possibility, each day is fresh and who knows what might occur from the space of a brand new day, without the weight of past feelings of despair or resignation or exhaustion.
It is why I have kept believing in love and kept believing I can heal my body ... Because I have known that the deepest work is the clear the pain of any losses, of the disappointments of life, of sadness and of despair, any lingering unresolved energy; and know that this can be transmuted, transformed...
So that I can live with the energy of 'little Julia', but with the wisdom of the life experience and of the years I have lived...
The sun has been on this land for another week, and I have been spying more people swimming - jumping into the clear blue sea...
This afternoon as I was looking at the sparkling ionian ocean, I turned to Anadi
'It looks so inviting' I said
'I was just about to say the exact same thing...' He said...
'Swimming tomorrow then...?'
