The Art Of Living...
I have just gone to create a document in 'pages', which is where I write my blog each day on my iPad...
'Day 22', I put in the title bit...
iPad said 'no'... 'There is already a folder titled day 22'
Wow, I realised I must still have day 22 from a year ago...
I wondered what I was doing this time last year...
And this is what I discovered...!
'I ran looping my way around the park for six miles; and even though there is slight stiffness still in the ankle, it is now improving noticeably, almost each outing.
It is especially helping leaving a day in between each run.
The main thing I notice now is that I am not as fit as I was...!
But we live in a world of cause and effect and if I could stay as fit as I did when I was running more... Without running, then that would turn everything on its head in terms of understanding the challenges of being a spirit in a human body.
The true adventure is in learning and discovering how to get fit, how to open new pathways so that the body can move well; and freely so that we can express through our bodies in a way that feels reflective of our spirit...'
So day 22 last year was not very different to day 22 this year!
Today I ran ten miles again along the beautiful coast line of San Sebastián instead of round the beautiful leafy London park...
The weather was similar to England!
Sunny, cold, bright light winter day...
I am fitter than last year, and my achilles injury is but a memory...
But when I put myself to the test, I find I am not as fast as in the past, and as I said in last year's blog, it would of course go against the natural way of our world of cause and effect if I could stay fast without training for fast...!
And, like a year ago, I am still working to open and discover and uncover new pathways, to balance and heal...
I am still mastering the art of running...
I am still learning and discovering and enjoying the adventure...
Which is a mirror of life...
We are all mastering the art of living, we have not had any practice at living this lifetime, and so each moment is a new discovery to experience and surrender to...
After our run...
We enjoyed breakfast number two...
We had eaten croissant and drunk coffee before we ran, and now we returned to the cafe for orange juice, Spanish omelette and cafe con leche... And cake for me!
Then we moved home again, to a new part of San Sebastián, closer to the sea and we have a gym on site...!
I have just been exercising in it. I was the only one there and repeated the 'Shore Method' routine I did yesterday.... A slightly reduced version as 'officially' I am only following the programme for three days of the week...
I wanted to do them again, because the movements are finding where I am stuck, where I need to open more, where there is weakness and I am liking these things being revealed to me.
I have a sense that more answers will emerge by going deeper into a squat or a stretch of a twist...
So a year on, the journey does not look so very different, but in truth nothing is ever the same in each moment.
