A Busy Day…

Spa days and laundrette days seem to go together for me; lots of sloshing and cleaning and whirling about… I am just back from the ‘lavandaria’, having really enjoyed the experience, slightly reminding me of university days… Sitting and watching clothes whirl about can be very relaxing, a washing machine meditation! Making every single thing…

Paradox of Life

Famara beach with the tide far out and the sun glistening – a place of pure magic. I felt my reflection… In the sand, the sea, me merging in the run with the sun and becoming one, more free in each step that I ran. A woman stripped off her clothes and walked naked into…

Let Them Eat Cake…

Anadi and I arrived in Teguise for breakfast, a beautiful white light picturesque town… I particularly love the shops there, full of bright vibrant clothes; they call to me and I feel I could buy them all.. The fun of colour – the explosion in a paint factory energy within me, means that even passing…

A Perfect Day…

I am sitting with honey smeared all over the soles of my feet! They are having a special intensive treatment afternoon… First they were scrubbed clean, then I massaged them with Tea Tree oil, put a layer of Savlon over the top of that and then let it all soak in and do its magic…

Everything is Unfolding…

I was wandering along just now, when a Spanish man asked me… ‘Why no shoes…’? I realised I didn’t really have much of an answer… ‘Because I like it, because my feet like it…’ Perhaps they are a lot of an answer on reflection… Doing what we like, and our body likes… Ahh but what…

Synchronicity…

Last night we were honoured to be guests at the ‘gin off’, because we don’t make gin…! This is an annual ‘event’ where my old friends  – who I have run many many miles with on the South Downs – make sloe gin from the sloe berries that grow wild on the South Downs… In…