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Naked Feet; With Jewels On…

Today I have been wandering around London heralding my approach with tinkly jewels on my feet..

They arrived in the post from a fan 🙂 And there is no record of who sent them… However I do know that they are either from Jay or Fi, because they have both told me that they have bought me jewels from my wish list!

Thank you to you both…

It was such great fun to receive them and huge fun to walk all around London in sparkly delight… I feel light and free and naked in my bare feet, and the silver jangling jewels felt like I had dressed up for a special occasion…

Of course, I had… I was dressed for today, the special occasion of this day, I hear that it is the only one ever and we will never have it again… That warrants special jewels and special attention on this special day never to occur again…

Every day is a special occasion…  Every day is an opportunity to be here, fully, completely… To clear away fear, to clear away anything from letting us see the way, the way to be free… Of the shackles of expectation, of tension, of the drudge of life, of the past…

And instead to know that if we want to, we can wander about in tinkly jewels, just like when we ‘dressed up’ as kids and played at life… Because, we are all playing at life really, we all have a role, a part, the words to say… So what will happen if we become more conscious of the play of life, and become interested to see what happens next…? And within that curiosity to start to write our own script, make up new words, a new plot, a new ending to the act we are in, and new possibilities in the next scene….

Co create with others a new story, one that better supports the life we would like to lead…

As Anadi and I sat in a cafe on the embankment, four tall guys went by in drag… Gloriously colourful shiny, blue yellow flowing, dresses, high heeled shoes, long blond, brunette wigs drag… They were at ease, talking amongst themselves – bringing more fun and colour to the street…

A little girl then cart wheeled by… When did we stop cart wheeling? And going into the occasional impromptu handstand… When did that all stop?

And why?

The rain came and went and came again – and so I stopped at a stall and bought a small blue umbrella from a woman who was doing a roaring trade… ‘I like your style babe…’ she exclaimed to me, seeing my shiny silver jewels on my feet, which were planted happily on the glistening wet pavement… ‘Bare feet in the rain, with an umbrella…’

Anadi and I ran in Hyde Park again, around and around we lapped, the grass cool, warm dry summer grass, my feet loved the feel, enjoying the contrast from the sand of Devon beaches… And then a big black cloud opened and the wet seemed to delight my feet too…

Feet that love to run now, happy feet, happy at last to be free of the shoes that gave them so much trouble… A lifelong challenge to try to get shoes that felt ‘right’, training shoes that I could run in without getting morton’s neuroma… My running friends got used to me having to stop to take my shoes off and ‘click’ my foot to take the pain away…  An endless search for the ‘right’ shoe when all along the right shoe was to shed them all and run free….. Naked feet now; free feet, happy feet…

Our happiness comes from letting things go, from shedding rather than getting and gaining… Freeing ourselves from all that we do not need, stripping away…

And I didn’t realise that my lifelong journey to let go of all I do not need – of clearing from the inside out – would be reflected in my naked feet….

 

 

 

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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