ByJulia Chi
Anadi, my husband and I, are sitting working in a hotel lounge… It is a little like being ghosts… Not only do we not speak the language, but we are the only two people not part of the events that have been going on around us… There has been an exam, crowds of young people…
ByJulia Chi
It struck me today how little words we need to communicate… How much communication is a language of souls and a willingness to connect… If there is warmth and a desire to understand one another, then communication will happen and the words are not so important… The language of the heart is of the essence….
ByJulia Chi
While sitting waiting for the departure gates to open at Lanzarote airport, I spotted a tall man, dressed in casual clothes. He could be described as a hippie, a geeky hippy… He had a big laptop, and was searching for the Internet connection… I noticed him, and was interested in what it was about him…
ByJulia Chi
We get hurt in relationship… And so it is, that we can heal in relationship… When we were little our caretakers – however well intentioned – were unable to meet all of our needs… We adapted to this in various ways, through hiding and disowning aspects of ourselves, so that we could survive… But we…
ByJulia Chi
As Anadi and I travel the globe we meet different people all the time; on planes and trains… On buses and at the car hire desks… In queues and in shops, and out on the running track… Everywhere we turn, there are hundreds and hundreds of souls… Whilst we sit at airports, and on boats,…
ByJulia Chi
When you point a finger three point back… I remember first hearing this when I was doing some professional development training and it really resonated…. It’s not them… It’s me… Or it’s something to do with me… If I am pointing my finger at someone in a way that is judgemental in any way, then…
ByJulia Chi
I was a teenager when I first internalised that my body held the negative emotions, the self hatred, the fear within me and that this showed up physically… I started to run with intent when I was fifteen, and by intent I mean I started to compete and win… My first ‘big’ cross country race…
ByJulia Chi
When I was in my very early twenties I can remember a longing, a yearning, to withdraw from society… To be a nun maybe..? Those who know me well will laugh at this thought…! But it was more the withdrawal from the world that I was attracted to – the spiritual contemplation and stillness that…
ByJulia Chi
I was driving yesterday over the Ashdown forest… The forest where Pooh bear, Piglet and all their friends live. It was a forest I almost lived in too for many years… Most days I would run there, loving its expansive wildness and it’s freedom. It reflected my yearning, for wildness and freedom; no restraints within…
ByJulia Chi
A year ago, my husband Anadi and I headed out of the town I had lived in for twelve years. We carried a bag each weighing no more than the 20 kilos flying allowance – our computers went in our hand baggage…. All we owned we carried with us… We called ourselves nomads… It was…
ByJulia Chi
Running in circles sometimes appears to me to be rather strange way to have lived my life… Training runs that have circled around a loop – one step in front of another – to simply return to the beginning again, the same starting point from whence I left… Circles of a running track, many many…
ByJulia Chi
The moment I could walk in this incarnation, I am told that I ran… I was nine months old and the story goes that I would lean forward and run along on my tippy toes… And fifty six years on I am still opening the front door each morning, leaning forward to see the sight…