You may notice a name change, and there’s a reason for this. A change in title because I want the name to reflect how I live. When I came up with Read.Run.Write. I was looking for something catchy and meaningful. Reading, running, and writing are 3 of my favorite pastimes, however my philosophy of how these 3 play out in my living has changed (or perhaps my living has changed?).
I used to think I couldn’t learn enough about something before diving in and trying it out. There was never enough safety in books and stories and classes with lectures on the books and stories. As I have walked this journey I have learned that the real learning happens outside of books. It’s in the movement, the dance of living, the race down a steep and narrow path. Rarely do we learn the most impactful things when reading a book–it’s through life experience-a place you visited, a job you had, a relationship that shaped you. Reading may interest and inform us, but it does not move us.
Eventually you have to get up and move.
For me, that means RUN:
Run on sunny and rainy, good and bad, through victory and failure. Each run teaches me something and the lessons still come out by ink, but from my own pen.
It’s the reflecting and the pacing and the purging of all the information that frees me up to move without the weight, free to race in my own skin.
Because embracing the mess isn’t just about acknowledgement, it’s diving deep into the moments of life while feeling unprepared, unequipped, inadequate and still managing to say at the end of the day that I am still enough and I am enough with or without the check boxes on my long to-do list.
This is where I remember to stop and take a breath, because living has never been about measuring up, perfecting, or doing things by the book. It’s about being.
So keep breathing, and run along with me.
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