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Journeying Far…

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We woke to a grey blowy day and I stepped out into a land of green grey; Dorset stone rising around me; grey slippy pavement beneath my bare feet…

Feeling the energy of the earth beneath my soles, I ran down the road to the beach. The squawking seagulls circled around the empty space, sweeping low over the grey blue sea, which blended and matched the sky. The wind blustery, the air full of rain – the jurassic coast stretching craggily above me, a somewhat menacing feel to it in this light… Raw beauty.

I set off along the wet sand; cold warm sea lapping over my toes… As I weaved my way through the stones and the groins, the tide was already starting to turn and make its way up the beach…

The joy of contrast, variety – such a change from sunny Spain – great for the soul – the experience of treading barefoot on this multifaceted planet…

I met two other women also running along the beach… We padded companionably past one another… I ran back again along the sand to gain some extra kilometres and one of the women was standing still, stretching her arms out delightedly into the rainy air… She started to run again and as we passed one another for the second time, she expressed interest in the barefoot running, ‘Perhaps I should try that…?’ We stopped and talked awhile, the rain growing heavier, the wind blowing the seagulls about in smooth sweeping gliders joy…

The delight of feeling the earth beneath my feet, the rain on my skin…

Back to breakfast of scrambled egg, fruit and coffee; full English for Anadi… Our Spanish tostada and olive oil already a distant dim memory of another life…

Later we braved the rain for lunch in a cafe – and because of the need to find a launderette…! Pouring rain now, splashy puddle barefoot fun.

My feet attract less attention here, in this hippy shamanic witchy land of ley lines and energy; a place – I was told over lunch – that attracts folk to heal and feel the energy of the earth, to connect with the stones and crystals and join together… As well as being a holiday destination, the beach so near, holiday makers wandering as I wandered too with less focus on my naked feet…

In the cafe my foot jewels were admired, and one man told me of a client of his who lives in Cornwall… He is a podiatrist called Stephen Bloor who used to give his patients insoles but now he lives barefoot himself, and so teaches them to strengthen their feet, as well as using insoles as part of the support and help when necessary, but more as a corrective aid for as long as each individual needs – of course this can be indefinitely for some…

But himself, he loves to be barefoot…

Seventeen years ago, I spent a lot of time ( and money 🙂 ) getting custom made orthotics to help my chronic injury and I remember at the time resolving to find my way to support myself again… I figured that if my feet had once been strong enough to carry me pain free through an active running life, then they could do it again…

But I also saw the value of getting support while I remembered and re learnt how to support myself… This is the key in any help we give or get… To remember that when we give, we are giving someone the energy and tools to do it by themselves; and the same when we get support and help. It is so that we can do it by ourself…

This orientation means that we are more whole, and so when we join together to create projects, make music, businesses, marriages, families, we create synergy and build energy together, rather than drain one another and reduce energy…

I have described this before as creating ‘capital H’ relationships rather than ‘capital A…’ If you think of the letters as two people; then when one walks away in a capital H, both are still standing… It is a very different story with the capital A…

If one walks away, both topple…

I enjoyed the conversation about bare feet and Stephen Bloor, a fellow barefoot being in Cornwall, in the lovely cafe with steamy windows, the sound of the rain outside and a counter with an array of delicious home made cakes…

As I journey, it seems evident that the road my feet are taking is supported all the way; the kindred spirits appearing at each bend in the road…

And last week an idea formed within me… My feet spoke to me…

‘Lets run down the length of Spain next year… Let’s run from North to South; it would be fun… To see if we can, journey this far, this barefoot way – on the land where we are learning the language from the soles up…

‘This souls Journey, on our free strong soles will be fun, please let’s do this thing…’

And so I said… ‘Yes’; of course I did, it can’t be any other way… My feet know the plan, and I must follow!

 

 

 

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 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.

As a little girl I ran barefoot for many years, and then I put on shoes to race around the world. Fifty years later I am travelling the world as a nomad with my husband Anadi and I have taken off my shoes and I am running barefoot again….

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