Whole. Complete. Perfect
“The master in the art of living makes little distinction between his work and his play, his labor and his leisure, his mind and his body, his information and his recreation, his love and his religion. He hardly knows which is which. He simply pursues his vision of excellence at whatever he does, leaving others to deci...de whether he is working or playing. To him he's always doing both.”
So much to tell you about this weekend's race!
I'm enlightened, and happy.
I'm whole, complete and perfect.
This is it, and IT is perfect.
I'm learning how to be in the world as it is and as it isn't.
I can actually be present in life. I can go into a conversation without having any
pre-concieved judgements.
I can empower people and be empowered by listening.
Each and every moment, I can re-invent myself from nothing.
As soon as I declare something, I can be it. Even if I don't know how I am going to do it. Do you think Ghandi knew how he was going to free India before he did it?
Feelings are experiences and they don't have to overwhelm me. I had my first real 'feeling' since Sunday--one that wasn't elation. Normally it would overwhelm me and define me as a person, but I was able to get myself present again.
Life is good.
I might run a half marathon instead of a full marathon though--the breathing thing isn't really working out so far this winter.
Thanks for reading,
Emily
This is it, and it's perfect. From nothing, who I am, right now is the possibility of being present and courageous.
this weekends race
I feel like I do the day before a marathon.
Restless, anxious, insomiatic (yep, I'm pretty sure I'm making up words too.
Its 1206 am. And I should be asleep but all the above feeling are counter-productive when you're trying to sleep...just saying..
Tomorrow. Rather today, I'm doing the landmark advanced course.
Google it (its not a cult)
It's do or die time folks.
I'm playimg full out. I could lose so much if I don't (alll explained in that post I'll eventually post(
10am-midnight Friday, Saturday and Sunday.
I'll come back with possibilities.
Send me some love...
Tigrrr
this weekends race
I feel like I do the day before a marathon.
Restless, anxious, insomiatic (yep, I'm pretty sure I'm making up words too.
Its 1206 am. And I should be asleep but all the above feeling are counter-productive when you're trying to sleep...just saying..
Tomorrow. Rather today, I'm doing the landmark advanced course.
Google it (its not a cult)
It's do or die time folks.
I'm playimg full out. I could lose so much if I don't (alll explained in that post I'll eventually post(
10am-midnight Friday, Saturday and Sunday.
I'll come back with possibilities.
Send me some love...
Tigrrr
clinic started YESTERDAY!
I joined a marathon clinic.
Out of the High Park Running Room.
There's hills EVERYWHERE and a pretty cool group of people.
Yesterday was 6k.
And every minute sucked.
And then I couldn't breathe for like an hour afterwards.
But then the endorphins hit.
And Tigrrr was back.
im still working on the post I've been wanting to post for awhile.
And maybe this will be a little bit of running and life blog.
New Year, New Blog
Hello dudes and dudettes.
Soon I will open up the blog I am creating to the public. It has nothing to do with running (or not very much) but it has a lot to do with my quest to be a powerful young person who loves life.
It's the other blog on my profile. And I will post again when it is open!
Conrats to everyone who ran the disney marathon! (Or did that goofy thing).
All you runners out there in blog land inspire me
Love,
Emily.
