Why are we called the human race? Are we humans in a race? A race to survive for a lack of wisdom to stop and see each other in need of a caring embrace? So there is a race with wonderful achievements even conquering space testimony to our ability to question and create Togetherness makes…
Tag: health
Journey
Over the course of the last few years, I have become content. This happened gradually. It happened as a result of introducing new habits into my life. I have also become full of curiosity, wanting to learn and discover new things. I do not view my life as a problem to be solved anymore, but…
Silence
Be still my soul the best words are found in silence Even the One who calls Himself Word The One who speaks but cannot be heard by those who only use their ears So be still my soul and listen.
A trip to the loo
This is just a bit of lightheartedness as I look back on the start of a new chapter in my running journey. It is the event that made me a marathon runner. Signs and wonders messages from above or within how would I navigate without at least a signpost now and then Voices of vicars…
Running and happiness
I live in village on the beautiful Gower Peninsula, Wales, United Kingdom. This village is called Bishopston and it has been called the fittest village in Wales. I have no idea how that fact was verified, but what I do know is that people here like to run a lot, a lot. They like it…
Breath, breathe. Life, live.
Who am I? I am not my body, but my body is where I live. So my body becomes me too as long as I dwell in it. It helps me to become aware of me, the essence of me, the life-force that is carried by the breath that flows in and out of…
Food Chain
I love food! Everything about it fascinates me. However, food is not food is not food! Some of the stuff that we stuff our pretty faces with can only at best pretend to nourish and energize our bodies. So what I also enjoy is discovering real, honest, wholesome, healing, harmonious food. This type of food…
Why I run, then and now.
I started running when I was eight years old. The year before that, I was the slowest in my class (also the youngest and therefore subject to the ‘Matthew effect’ as explained by Malcolm Gladwell in his book Outliers). It was a simple pleasure, easily achievable and always available. I was hooked and soon felt incomplete…
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