observations


the space between
We seem to be a society that “does” a lot. We work. We socialize. We recreate. Yet sometimes it seems we don’t do much between the doing—whatever it is we’re doing. It’s constant movement.

I talk a lot on this blog about being conscious of our lives and being present for them, and making decisions with our eyes open and with meaning.

It matters what we do between our “doings.” It matters that in music, we rest. The silences between the notes and rhythms accent, prepare and complement the notes themselves.

It matters that we stretch and eat right between running, or biking or any other type of physical activity. Stretching our legs and gaining core strength decreases our risk of injury and works to ensure we’ll be active for years.

It matters that we take time for ourselves between relationships and careers. Taking the time to review our mistakes and get to know and reconnect with our inner selves can solidify our sense of self and place in the world, thereby bringing forth a stronger, more confident self into the next chapter.

The space between matters.

expectations and breath
I (and our society at large) seem to have internal expectations that we must always be “doing something” in order to be successful. Leisure time is wasting time, right? I disagree. I’ve heard the “you can sleep when you’re dead” mantra before and wonder how it came to be something to value or to look up to. Resting between action is vital to our mental, physical and emotional health.

Pay attention to your next breath. To breathe in, one must breathe out. There is a natural pause when the exchange happens.

space in action
even in action, what we do between our movements and judgments matters. I signed up for a Parkour class a few months ago and the instructor, Ryan, gave us this advice (paraphrased):

Those who are the best at this discipline are constantly scanning their environment and perfecting their movements between the obstacles. It’s what they do to get into the right position before they make a big move, and what they do to land safely after each jump that makes them so good.

peace with inaction
And from this idea, I realize that all the time I’ve taken between jobs… the worries, the frustrations, the time I felt I’d wasted, and the ideas generated are all good things. Because I now realize that when my next career launches in full force, I’ll have scanned my environment; stretched my mind; and I’ll have paused to feel the rhythm of my life. And all of that information I’ve gathered will result in focused energy and knowledge for my next big move.

Sitting here at Folsom Street Coffee, I am inspired. 

 

Bracken and I are watching about 53,000 people running the Bolder Boulder. It’s one of the largest road races in the country (4th, I think?) and it goes right through our neighborhood. 

 

I’ve run it a few times over the years (it was my very first run over 4 miles back in 2001), but I decided to watch it today. I admit I’m kinda wishing I was running it right now… the weather is perfect and the energy is amazing. 

 

However, my dominant feeling is inspiration. All sizes. All shapes. All athletic abilities. Costumes. Smiles. Tears. Looks of ease running next to looks of pure torture. Dads running with their daughters. Grandmothers, teenagers, families together, friends in support of each other, folks running alone, pushing their limits. Folks in wheelchairs, the overweight, the injured, the young, the old, the determined. The newbie and the veterans and the slightly bewildered.

 

I heard a quote a few weeks ago on “The BIggest Loser” that made me sad. One of the contestants said, “Fat people don’t run marathons.” It was in the context of one of the final challenges where the contestants were, in fact, running a marathon and were amazed that they’d done it. 

 

But what made me sad was that there’s this perception that only skinny or super-fit people do something like {gasp!} run.

 

So I wish, as I sit and watch such a deep breadth of shapes and ages run, that everyone could see the possibilities before them.


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