Deep Within Are All Our Answers
I have just eaten a rather unusual lunch... But it was tasty none the less... of pumpkin seeds in their shells...
Since I bought them and have been making my way through the bag, I haven't been sure if I am meant to take the outer shells off.
I haven't done so, and as they are salty I am imagining I wasn't supposed to...They are rather a chewy and good for the jaw type of snack; I have taken to mixing them with a drop of olive oil and lots of tahini!
So that was my lunch...
It was in part chosen because I don't feel like going to the shops and talking to anyone just at the moment - and there is not much in the fridge… No doubt the smell of a Cappuccino will lure me out later on...!
But so far today, other than a Skype session earlier, I have enjoyed a relatively silent day...
A writing and reflecting sort of a day…
I have always valued communication through the written word, both through reading as well as writing myself. I was an avid letter writer in the days when we wrote hand written letters to one another.
In 1981 I was living in a bedsit in Bristol on my own. Needless to say really, there was no phone... I used call boxes if I wanted to get in touch with anyone, and other than that wrote and received lots of letters...
Anadi is at Heathrow having a meeting with his colleagues Richard and Ash about an event in Rosslyn Park Rugby Club in Richmond that imedialibrarysports are going to stream live in March...
We will be back in St Lucia by then, celebrating a year of being married
He appeared sleepily this morning just as I had finished my stretching and was heading out to the park... and left for Heathrow just as I returned...
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 ourselves fit, how to open new pathways so that the body can move well and freely; and express through our bodies in a way that feels reflective of our spirit.
This then becomes a lifelong quest rather than adhering to a script about the bodies demise as we spend longer on the planet!
We can turn on its head that phrase 'the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak' and work compassionately with the flesh to access its inner strengths and latent talents and even unlock new skills as we journey from birth to death, seeking how to truly express our true selves through our body as long as we are here.
It isn’t about performance or being good at things that counts; it is being ourselves that is important in all we do and say…
The grass was very very wet, and sloshy looking this morning.
My new Nike Frees got so muddy on Sunday running around Hampstead Heath that I gave them a shower when we got home. So this morning they were super clean and dry and new looking again... I chose to run on the tarmac path all around the circumference...!
I passed a gentleman at one point, all wrapped up, he turned to face me as I ran towards him and said 'nice day for a run'. It was a gorgeous mild, drizzly type of day, one of those days in December which is quiet and damp and grey, green, brown in the park, and packed and colourful and Christmas music y in the shops as the advent calendar counts down the days....
I smiled and said to him 'it is lovely'
'Its my birthday' he offered...
'2nd of December' I replied, almost as if I was now going to add him to my 'birthday book'!
'Happy Birthday! I hope you have a wonderful day...'
I have just been looking through a folder of bits and pieces and also looking at what time we fly to Thailand on Friday, and a picture of my little cat Ferrit fell out...I made her into an animal totem card when she died in 2000 and I had forgotten I had this picture...
In shedding almost all I own to become a nomad, I discovered something I had not shed...
Ferrit experienced a lot of change and moving about in her 17 year long life with me, we moved many times. A friend once observed that you could tell the movements of Julia around Sussex by looking for the new cat flaps....!
I nearly 'headed off' as I am now, back in 1995.
I was in California as a participant on a personal development course run by Dan Millman.
One of the women who had become a friend on the course suggested I carried on and travel with her..
I was very tempted...
But Ferrit brought me back to the UK then...
Now I have so much less to hold me back; there seem no limits or fear inside me, reflected in any way on the outside through ties and binds.
I observe that the 'holding back' energy is showing up in the aches and pains and injuries in my body...
My friend Steph said she got a sense of the brake on with my Achilles, which resonated.
And so on-going it is, a daily practice to release and listen to every message our body gives us...
Deep within are all our answers, we must just listen listen listen and trust our inner wisdom when something resonates or we access an insight…
