After having been awake since 4am listening to the pouring rain, with Indi’s (Cub No 2) foot wedged firmly in my face since she has formed a fear about rain automatically becoming a flood, I began a rather cloudy and negative flow of thinking. My mind filled with how tired I was and how hard the wet sand would be to run in, and that there would probably be hundreds of Bluebottles (painful stinging jellyfish) in the water, so no opportunity for a swim and….
And then all of sudden, like a woodpecker hammering its beak on the trunk of a tree, and much louder than the initial grumble of my thoughts, came the resounding and booming voice of ‘ME’. The me that takes a stand for feeling great about myself and the me that wants to be inspired by my actions and capable of doing great things. The me that despises the whining, self-limiting and self-imposed victim that I become when I don’t choose wisely!
The me who shouted “Really? You want to miss the sunrise and seeing the day begin? Oh, and you don’t want to feel fit and grounded, clear and determined, which, by the way, you always, always leave the beach feeling. And not to mention, but have you forgotten how privileged you are to not only have a pair of legs (despite looking like they belong to a Hobbit) that can not only carry you, but that can powerfully run, while you watch the sun with the wind in your hair and the salty fresh air in your lungs!”
And with that I jumped out of bed, knowing also that while I am privileged enough to have the cubs watched over, that I can, for the first time in years, run out of the house and dive into my day, with silence and stillness that has me feel so very complete.
But that’s not what I wanted to share, although I clearly assume that you get the learning about taking a stand for yourself and overcoming procrastination and self-limiting negative narrative that will not only ruin your day, but that also of everyone that comes into contact with you! So here’s the juicy bit. When you run in wet, soft -sand it makes it just that bit harder, so there is a tendency on my part to get way more fatigued and have legs that feel like you are running up hill in the snow! So with that in mind, instead of carving your own path, I often find myself trying to step into the already carved indent of the footsteps that have run before me, which, if you happen land in perfectly, can make it just that little bit easier.
But the truth of is that in trying to land in somebody else’s footprints, which belong to a pair of legs that have a completely different stride, it not only completely throws you out of your own rhythm, but can also end up injuring you, as you try to stretch or reduce your movement in a way that completely restricts your intuitive flow. The best way to imagine this is to think of a large magnificent dog, perhaps of the Great Dane pedigree, who is awkwardly and quite hilariously trying to match the steps of a small razor sharp little Terrier, or vice versa. Either way you get the picture, right?
So here’s what I came to ….my end of week share. Trying to walk in somebody else’s footsteps and match their unique footprint can only ever hinder, harm and interrupt your own intuitive flow. But to follow in the footsteps of a stride that has the flow and grace to inspire you to move forward in the direction you wish to travel, can only ever be a good thing. So remember my lovely MMQ community, never stop looking for what and who inspires you, while powerfully carving your own mark at a pace and stride that honours who YOU ARE!