Breeze against my cheeks

Went for a slow walk. Actually, I’ve almost forgotten how to walk fast. Me and my family have been in training to revert to the way we humans are supposed to move, in sync with the ground, rather than opposing it with every step. Tommy Olausson of Runfeeling have been helping us. It’s a process of unlearning the old ways of attacking the ground, and learning a new way, the way of the child actually, forgotten since years and years.

And I’ve been practicing. I’ve added a few of the calf-strengthening exercises to my daily Seven-routine. And I try to walk very deliberately, trying to avoid stomping around, and rather meeting the ground gently. As I’ve become more and more aware of how hurtful it is for my body to stomp around, my walking pace has slowed down.

Yesterday I had to walk a bit faster to avoid getting late for a ferry ride, and it’s like I’ve forgotten how to do it. I guess the reason is mostly because I haven’t learned the skill of gentle walking fully yet, and when I’ve got that down, I’ll be better able to up my tempo while still meeting the ground without jolting all the joints of my body. But so far, if I need to walk faster, it’s very easy to go back to my old way of walking, heel hard on the ground. Cushioned by sneakers, enabling me to continue battering my joints, step by step.But here’s a tip: Put your fingers in your ears, blocking outside sound. And then walk. Normal. I promise you’ll get a shock from hearing the jolt when your heel hits the ground! Then try to walk without making any internal sound. And then call Tommy, to make sure you learn properly!

gentle breezeAnyway, returning to the slow walk of the evening. I stopped to take a photo of the long grass with wild blooming flowers, and heard the birds singing as well. Stood still, closed my eyes, and just took it all in. The sounds. The smell. The faint breeze against my cheeks.

As I am slowing down to the speed of life, I notice more both within me, and outside me. And as I notice more, I enjoy life more than before. It get’s richer, fuller, more vibrant.

When did you last feel the breeze against your cheeks?

Mirror mirror on the wall

A few weeks ago I had lunch at a café I’d never visited before. Before leaving I stopped by the restroom and got totally perplex, but couldn’t really figure it out… until I washed my hands. Because what I saw then was NOT myself, which is what I’ve gotten used to seeing. Why? Well, simply because there’s always a mirror above the sink in a bathroom. But not here, here I just saw red checkered wallpaper.

mirrorIt’s an insignificant observation, because I had absolutely no problem washing my hands without having a mirror to stare at. (Otherwise I’d be getting really worried about myself!). But it made me realize something which I believe to be quite significant:

When something is so common to us it is just automatic, we stop noticing it.
Not until it disappears, do we notice the void. 

Which means that I go through a lot of life running in automatic mode. And that might absolutely have its merit, but sometimes I think it can turn quite dangerous to my ability to truly live life.

With each passing day, I experience a much greater awareness to the experience of life. An ever-growing consciousness that makes me see, feel, hear, smell, touch, taste and sense more of life.

That way to experience life is there for us all. All the time. Every day. Constantly available. The only requirement to this ordinary everyday miracle is being conscious to what goes on within and beyond you. Are you?