It’s late on Thursday afternoon, and I have been walking about, along the Kings road again; I walk about a lot now.
In this new phase of life, I like walking… I like journeying somewhere or nowhere.
I have often been happier journeying than arriving; perhaps because there is nowhere to arrive to.
There is no destination
No place to stop
I like travelling, the space between; existence, no thought, no thing to say
There is only the inward journey to the centre point of silence which is teeming with life and creativity… Silent, still, full of potential, awareness and aliveness.
We can experience everything, anything or
This morning I ran intervals on the grass at Battersea Park… I love running fast; intervals can challenge at a very core level, because they ask me to be in the step without thought; and to stay still within the effort, the demand, the power and energy of the step.
Sometimes intervals are too hard
Sometimes life is too hard…
And yet we keep taking the next step – even if we have stopped – the step happens as the world turns… Time as we know it keeps moving and so to do we.
And yet there is no time
There is only now
Time an illusion
There is no time, and so nothing is moving… The real challenge is to be still within the illusion of movement.
Within the journey of this life; and to create from that centre point teeming with life, potential – energy.
Whatever we would like to experience…
In August last year, I experienced doing a handstand again, for the first time in thirty five years. I hadn’t been able to do one for all those years, because of my troublesome left side.
But I wrote it down ( in 2012!) as something I wanted to experience again…
I wonder if anything that I write down, as long as it comes from the core of my being – will happen?
That I will get to experience it in the body….