Friend, this, "as the only sounds I hear are my breathing and my footsteps." is one of my favorite places to be in all the world. And this, "I tried to hide the stark light of truth of the beatings I received, the mental torture that refused to be erased, but emotional distancing only worked until it didn’t." Until it didn't. I've been there too. And this, "My therapist described running as a healthy addiction, I consider it a life essential." That made me chuckle with knowing. Amen to that.
I love this piece, it's cadence and rhythm, you are so good at bringing the running and breathing into the pace of your writing. I love that about reading your work. And how you bring this full circle at the end, "How can I not?" Beautiful. Thank you for sharing this with us. ♥️🙏
Thank you Jocelyn. I love it when a fellow runner gets what I'm trying to convey. I always feel seen by you because you affirm what's behind the words. Hope everything is going well with your house sale and excited for your California return.
I can't run 70 miles in a week but I share your need to find the forest. Lately, my own traumas (traumas from events so long ago that I wonder why they continue to be my companions) are knocking on my door again. I think I need to take them on a walk in the trees so I can remember relax with them.
The trauma of fire is so hard. It's not a one-time event; you're reminded of it over and over every time you drive down the street. I'm glad you have running (and good people) to help you with it. 🌻🌻🌻
Friend, this, "as the only sounds I hear are my breathing and my footsteps." is one of my favorite places to be in all the world. And this, "I tried to hide the stark light of truth of the beatings I received, the mental torture that refused to be erased, but emotional distancing only worked until it didn’t." Until it didn't. I've been there too. And this, "My therapist described running as a healthy addiction, I consider it a life essential." That made me chuckle with knowing. Amen to that.
I love this piece, it's cadence and rhythm, you are so good at bringing the running and breathing into the pace of your writing. I love that about reading your work. And how you bring this full circle at the end, "How can I not?" Beautiful. Thank you for sharing this with us. ♥️🙏
Thank you Jocelyn. I love it when a fellow runner gets what I'm trying to convey. I always feel seen by you because you affirm what's behind the words. Hope everything is going well with your house sale and excited for your California return.
Beautiful and moving, as always.
Thank you for giving me the space to think and write about these things.
Your writing is always so rich with personal details, wisdom, and surprise.
I can't run 70 miles in a week but I share your need to find the forest. Lately, my own traumas (traumas from events so long ago that I wonder why they continue to be my companions) are knocking on my door again. I think I need to take them on a walk in the trees so I can remember relax with them.
The trauma of fire is so hard. It's not a one-time event; you're reminded of it over and over every time you drive down the street. I'm glad you have running (and good people) to help you with it. 🌻🌻🌻
Absolutely. Trauma doesn’t go away we adjust to it and bend with it. Nature will heal us.
Love this, Steve. So awesome.
Thank you Emily for your affirmation.
Lovely as always.
Thank you for being here, MaryAnn.
I love how rhythm of the run harmonizes with nature!
I’m pretty blessed to be able to take advantage of this harmony. Thanks for being here Stan.
Enveloping writing, I felt like I was right there. Thank you.
Thank you so much for being here, Roshni and thank you for always affirming my thoughts.
Thank you for the new word and the lovely writing.
Haha, thanks Marsha, believe me, I didn’t know what that word meant until I read an article about it. Hope all is well with you.
Thank you so much Nina. Feeling affirmed by you seeing all this.