Autumn Bronze And Red And Green...
Well this is the funniest thing ....
I am once again watching the World Cup rugby...
It is not something that most would guess I would be doing!
Four years ago my knee was injured and I spent an inordinate amount of time in the gym...
While I was training on various pieces of 'cross training' equipment, everywhere I looked there were huge screens with the rugby playing....
Rather unexpectedly, I found myself enjoying it...
And now, here I am once again surrounded by big screens with the rugby playing...
Yesterday I met my friend Jane in Central London to celebrate her birthday...
We were locked into our own fun, and then we looked up to see people enjoying their meals, with their chairs facing the screens...
Today I have come across the road to write as Anadi is meeting a colleague; a colleague who is clearly not a rugby fan....!
I am in the pub again, and rugby energy and sound is all around me.. I am finding myself enjoying the atmosphere and the camaraderie...
It has also given me an opportunity to connect with my brother after seeing Scotland win...
He has more Scottish blood than English coursing through his veins; he also lives there and he went to school there!
And then as Ireland came onto the pitch to play, I texted my Irish friend Steph, knowing she would either be at Twickenham, or in front of the a TV at the very least, and that we would be linked by seeing the same thing....
I have just had a light bulb moment as to why am perfectly happy to be surrounded by rugby fans drinking beer and wine, with the sound of rugby in the background, while I sit with my cappuccino beside me, writing my blog...
I grew up with a rugby playing brother and a rugby keen father...
The sound of rugby on the TV and the'Rugby Special' theme tune is etched in my emotional nostalgia...
And so I feel at home, in an environment that is not my world.
We exist in paradoxes all the time, and our emotional core is so affected by everything we experienced when we were little, that often it is very hard to distinguish what we like and what touches our emotional set point.
I know that if you ask me if I would like to go and watch a game of rugby, I would say 'no thanks', and yet two days running, I have sat with it all around me and liked it as a backdrop to my own world...
This is why exploring our own paradigms or maps of how we see the world is a very powerful transformational way of being...
My morning run was amazing...
I love England in its September beauty, and I am so happy to be experiencing it all blue skied and sunny bright; autumn bronze and red and green...
I ran alone this morning and I loved every step.
I am realising just how tiring running with even a slight restriction in my left side was, because I now I feel so free, and young!
I am glad to have never given up investigating the pain in my body...