Friday, 16 May 2014

Lover of the Light

Dear diary... This week I have felt less than
excited about posting about our times here. Sadly there are people in our lives who have been effected by the most heart-breaking circumstances recently. Without going into specifics but these are things that no one should ever have to go through in their lives. So I have the yearning to dedicate this post to these people and send them all of my love and support.
 
 
So a lesson again for me which is so reoccurring in our lives is to live more in the present moment, be grateful and love those around me as much as humanly possible. But then I drift back into unconsciousness and back into my grumpy old ways. BUT I am so much more aware and snap myself out of it much faster. Practise! Practise! Practise! Life is so short.

So my plan is to 'be' more in my life and not in my head. Starting with getting healthy. The Whangamata half marathon will be my first healthy adventure. By publishing it here I am really going have to commit to this. I have started my training and in the evenings while I am running/stumbling I am noticing the light surrounding me. The rays shooting down from the sky, through the trees. My guides I am choosing to believe this light to be. Telling me to keep going. "This is easy girl! Use your very capable body and keep going!" Funny when I trained last for the Sprint Tri last year my chant was 'Run fat bitch run!' I read this on a book. It was the title! Sad huh? But I am changing my ways. Positivity!!! Gratitude!!! GO! GO! GO!

Anyway enough pouring my heart out. Maybe a tad bit vulnerable this post. But like I said life is short. What is the point in fluffing around with less than meaningful stuff all the time?

Be a lover of the light!






2 comments:

  1. And the trees!! Did you see that majestic tree being shrouded with the light and its colours. Always colours! They light up the world in all their shades and boldness. Colours reflect the mood and create gaiety and brilliance. Dullness leaves numbness and a lack of presence.
    To remain annonymous

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  2. Glorious honesty. Nearly a year a go when I got the news that a 14 year old girl who I taught and knew her family so well had passed away, I ran. And I ran thinking, what pain is this to suffer when they are suffering the greatest heartache of all - losing a daughter and a sister? Man did I run!

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