I've seemed to feel the pull to write more again, as of late. the blog was a labor of love when i began it when I had decided to undertake my first marathon, and while it took time, it seemed to really bring me balance, joy, and an outlet that i didn't know i had at my disposal to help vent thoughts and feelings that seemed to come in large doses when i ran. Running has always been a source of great thought, and contemplative time, but i guess it wasn't until i really began to open up and pen them on the blog that i found this great platform to help me sort through and organize and journal the life going on under my moving feet and in between my swirling thoughts. While you can see the entries have been pretty sparse since 2012, I have kept up an "old school" journal with real ink and paper, and that has been good, at least. But back to that pull...
I don't have as much time as i did when i was blogging regularly, but i sure seem to have just as much thought and content to write about. My current running is on a sustained high that hasn't been reached in perhaps 6 years, I am coaching for the first time - my old high school at that, I'm back to running with a watch and absorbing information, feeling more open to the Spirit all around us, manifesting itself in more ways I am discovering, and on top of all that, i'm just feeling so richly blessed with a wonderful family of a beautiful wife and three daughters. I find, like running, and the things which eventually set us up with balance, harmony, self giving and emptying joy and peace, are the items that we work with through motivated intention rightly channel to staying properly formed, becoming those who become subjects of gravity toward,s with more ease and smoother course, to the weight of love.
and that is something we are wise to remember. love is part and parcel with a weight. the pull of love. someone once wrote, to love is to feel pain. And i think that is it's core, a suffering, a longing, something that carries such a tug to emote and lash in a myriad of directions, still all stemming from a root of Love....perhaps that is how we know it as simple yet loved human conscious children. and this mass of perception is because we can recognize and catch glimpses of something beyond...something that shows up in mysterious ways, that speaks of unchangeable love. unconditional love. love that is perfect and weightless. because it doesn't need an anchor. it loves all with purity. the creator of it, the manifestation of the weight of love, and blanket-er of it whose spirit is peace and comfort. who unveils windows into this love that encompasses all, even the definers of it, and those who let it open them up to trust, wonders, and comfort as we go...and as we be.
maybe a race this Saturday. stay tuned.
