Barefoot on the grass, running running running… Kensington Gardens inviting, summery delight…
Anadi beside me, adventuring, exploring new lands – that we know so well…
The Albert Hall through the branches, majestic, beauty, architectural joy through leafy veil.
Running running, Peter Pan flying to Never never land beside us; his statue forever held in his childhood state; never growing up – we too with him for just that moment…
Our own never land journey in each step, running inwards to the child we were – but the cycle of our life experience has shifted us, shaken us up…
And so now we return to the place of our childhood freedom – but know it more truly; beyond Neverland.
My inner child healed and released to play once more barefoot on the grass… Freedom
Within and so without.
Never land not never land now…
Not searching and seeking as I once did… For the end of the journey – for the ease to come, the ease in the step, one at a time.
Is here now
Simply experiencing and playing again like the child on the lawn, in the woods, the playing fields in the village…
No where to get to then, no achievements to be had. Play the only thing… Then.
And now.
Creativity in motion, sharing it with the world; in the barefoot step – in the written and spoken word…
Playfulness, sharing, we are the world – together we make the tapestry for all to see.
Each one of us vital, our vibrant spark of light all that is required
To shine as we are, nothing to do, or get or earn
You are loved for being your self
You do not need to earn love
Stay in the step; my feet are bare.
A woman sitting on a bench called out to us as we ran past…‘What does the grass feel like…?’We stopped and went back to her…
‘It feels wonderful’ I said.
‘I want to do it’ she said’ I am barefoot all the time in my home, but I am wary to take my shoes off here… But I want to…‘Just keep your eyes open’ if you do, I laughed… ‘Keep your eyes open and on each step’…
‘I’m going to do it’ she said ‘Before I go home, I’m taking my shoes off, and I am going to walk in my bare feet just here..’
She pointed to the verdant grassy area just in front of her…
We ran on… Another lady stopped me ‘Are you okay’ she enquired concerned, pointing to my naked feet! ‘Yes yes…’ I replied ‘I’m running bare foot, because I like it’…
She was intrigued, and asked to see the bottom of my feet – we talked for a bit.
‘It’s wonderful’ she said – ‘Have fun; enjoy your run’ she said…
‘Have fun’…