London Landmarks Half Marathon
In competition we seek to stretch and grow – to be more than we were before.
To find out what is possible
The achieve the impossible
To expand and become.
Running to become
The inner journey reflected in the outer expression.
When we value and recognise ourselves, competition is a wonderful discipline to lead us to expression in the outer world from a place of wholeness within.
When we look for the recognition and value from the achievements then the road leads us further away from the truth of ourselves.
Which is always there
Shining bright within us…
As we gathered on Sunday morning, on the first day of August – the spirit of the group was tangible, energy building and multiplying.
The colours of so many auras making rainbows and swirls in huge arcs of art across the skies.
Sounds all around
Filling the air with a vibration of joy.
Journeying through the streets of London Town on foot, thousands of us.
A celebration of our unity and our multiplicity…
As we all became
All of us unique; our vibration shimmering and shining with its own energy.
And yet born of the same ocean of consciousness
We the waves, moving, dancing, with our own life.
I loved every moment of this special day.
Never ever had I run a half marathon in my bare feet before. I relished the nerves as I set off to journey to Trafalgar Square.
Nerves born of going into the unknown
Rather than born of any fear of ‘not measuring up’
I know the difference!
The atmosphere in Trafalgar square was electric
Meeting up with friends time.
Music lifting the energy higher and higher as we all stood in the road in our different ‘pens’
‘Ready to run.’
I enjoyed lovely conversations with fellow runners as we were lined up together for thirty minutes or so…
And as we were the ‘Mexican wave’, Amanda beside me suggested we start a wave…
It was fun
All of us moving as one.
Three times we waved the wave
Ready to run.
All I’ve ever really wanted to do is run…
And so I ran
Around the streets of London
Feeling like a child.
Racing about without my shoes.
Making friends as I ran
The most natural thing in the world
A pair of naked feet
Causing a stir.
“she’s not wearing any shoes’
‘Look! That lady is barefoot’
And so it went
As I ran along
Still, after all these years
Letting the run take me where it will
Running to become.