My name is Julia Chi…
I have been running all of my life – it feels I was born to run.
In the running step I experienced freedom and my true expression.
I came to see that I needed to ‘get out of the way of myself’ and let my energy flow through the running step; allow it to express itself in the dance and the motion of running.
I have lived from a belief that all that is required is that I know myself, and that I am true to myself, and seek to become the master of my body and my mind… That from this place I allow my true nature to shine and reflect in my creative endeavours and within my relationships.
An ongoing journey…!
I knew from when I was young that all I needed to do was to ‘run free’. To let the running take me where it wanted to. To stay in the step. To be in the moment and so to experience running as a meditation on the move.
I ran for England and GB for some years. My first international was in 1979, a three mile cross country race; and I continued to run at international level until 1993. Two of my best results were first place in the Dublin City Marathon in 1985 and 7th place woman, 3rd British woman in the 1986 London Marathon in a time of 2.36.31, which gained me selection for the Commonwealth Games.
ByJulia Chi
I did a sort of peep show vlog today; and I noticed that rather than not wanting to be on video, everyone was keen to be in the frame… I am so aware not to capture people on film who don’t want to be captured that I recognise now I have been missing giving people…
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Anadi and I have just been sitting in the sun in a little square… We have taken to having lunch at about 4.30; the time has crept later and later. Today the food we ate felt like there was a magic ingredient within it. While we waited for it to be prepared we sipped from…
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As I walk in my bare feet and communicate across the globe through our incredible technology, I am reminded that the art of communication miles apart was a natural thing to mankind. The aborigines are known to use telepathy as a normal way of speaking, and it is simply an unused part of ourselves… ‘If…
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We have taken to visiting our blue rooftop restaurant every day… We clamber up the narrow steep steps from the street and emerge into our blue oasis, with pots of plants sitting on top of the thick walls. It is tiny up there, with four tables crammed in, bright parasols jostle with one another to…
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We have just come back from wandering in the streets and even doing a little bit of shopping…! Our days seem to find a rhythm wherever we are in the world… Our food changes and the climate changes, the people, the energy of the land, the feel, the texture of our time is different… But…
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The beach was shiny new flat clean sand, miles and miles of Saturday morning joy. Inspiration in its limitless possibility, stretching as far as the eye could see, and aspiration too from those treading on its sandy shored expanse. I love watching the Moroccan boys and young men stretching their limbs, running jumping doing all…
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I have had a short illness…! I am now just about to go out to eat, and I am dreaming about a tagine of vegetables and couscous… I woke in the night with a churny upset tummy and then my body burned all night and has burned all day too… I got out of bed,…
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I love this place in Morocco, miles from anything that is familiar to me… I am the alien on the beach, the only woman in shorts… This wild windy expanse with horses, galloping on the sand, and camels too, ambling slowly along, and lying with their legs tucked under them; blending with their habitat… Running…
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I have been aware of death all of my life, right from the age of two and a half when our dog Judy died on the same day that my little sister Rosy was born; one life ending as another was just beginning… Our mother died when Rosy was only fourteen and I was sixteen,…
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We wandered up the little street, that we had run along only a few hours earlier… We were in search of some lunch… Instead of empty quiet, we now dodged weaving mopeds, a donkey pulling a cart, crowds wandering too in the heat that had risen to the heavy level you can almost touch, slice…
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I woke just after 6am, with the light gently filtering translucent blue yellow through our window, I lay enjoying the feel of silence… We had gone to sleep with the sounds of Marrakech still reverberating around, bikes roaring past, the relentless cry of an inconsolable child… The heat static and ever present had dropped a…
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The dust was whipping all around the streets, whirling around, stinging our eyes, getting into our mouth if we didn’t keep is closed tight… The bright blue sky, and searing heat, that had greeted us when we arrived, was replaced by heavy humid grey… We had lunched in a little restaurant with brightly coloured table…
