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Well I’m not planing on strapping on my running shoes and leave everything behind for an unknown amount of time, but I have been getting into running again. I started running again right before my vacation started, and I brought my workout clothes with me so that I could continue on with the good habit even though I’m away from home. And so far I’ve been doing really good. I’ve been out running every day this week, and I can already feel a difference in my pace and endurance.
And one thing that I’ve noticed after I started taking my purple shoes out to get some air more often, is that my writing is flowing more smoothly. I’m very well aware that a healthy body helps out when it comes to a healthy mind as well, but I think the main reason why it’s having such a wonderful impact on my creative process, is this;
When I run, my mind clears up. I move through the forest and my thoughts run off to everywhere and nowhere all at once. It’s a form of meditation. A way to disconnect and silence all the inner voices that I shouldn’t listen to, and to connect with all that is good for me. The deeper into the forest I get, the deeper into my own mind I dive. And in the inner, most silent corners of my mind, I find the important parts. The thoughts that hides away in fear of being seen. The ones that shines brightly as soon as they are lifted out of the dark and into the light.
So that is one of the main reasons why I now drag myself out daily to sweat it out under the trees shadows.
I run because my mind need it. I run because the sounds of nature silence the words of doubt and fear. I run because I love how it makes me feel, and how it makes me write.
I’m currently at Oslo Airport Gardermoen, having breakfast and doing a bit of writing while I’m waiting for boarding to open. Last time I wrote a post from the same place as now, I was headed to London. This plane is bringing me to London too, but this time around I have a transfer flight for a much longer trip. This time I’m headed to somewhere I haven’t been before to see someone I haven’t seen in a long time!
I’m headed to Austin, Texas!
It feels like forever since the last time I was onboard a plane, even though it’s only been a little over three months. That urge to travel is just growing and growing, and I’m very excited to finally be back at an airport, knowing that I’m about to head somewhere new. There’s something so utterly special about the airport atmosphere. It’s like you can feel the excitement in the air, radiating from all the other travellers. And that very feeling feeds me with energy and creativity. I write a lot when I’m at home, but the urge to put words onto paper/screen grows so much stronger the minute I’m on the go and surrounded by other adventurers who are headed to all kinds of places!
Traveling with British Airways will be a new experience for me as well (I don’t think I’ve ever traveled with them) and one thing I’m really curious about, is the food they’ll serve. I’ve requested vegan/vegetarian on my flights and from what I’ve heard it’s usually either a hit or miss. Crossing my fingers for a hit!
My camera is along for the ride, and there will be a Texas video up on my YouTube channel when I get home.
Wish you all a wonderful Thursday and hope you get to go on your own adventure, even if it’s just a minor one! Go out there and make some new memories to treasure!
Inside a home of glass she stood
And tried as hard as she possibly could
To fill it up with color and song
Although every morning most was gone
Slipped through cracks barely able to see
Open wounds of what could not be
Desperately she tried to mend
With every song her soul could send
A cry for help to anyone who’d hear
As her fingers felt the growing cracks in fear
Whispers started slipping through
Speaking silently, but speaking true
Truth she almost couldn’t bear
But painfully cradled with care
Kept them safe as the cracks got longer
And her song grew ever stronger
She created every color her love could make
Exhausted to the point she’d almost break
But one day her home shattered to the ground
And her soul aimlessly floated around
All her creations wildly spread
And loudly whispers found her weary head
All her colors turned into her gown
And the pieces of glass was her crown
Her enormous heart beating strong
The melody of her most special song
One that no matter how broken or scarred
Refused to see the world as hard
She loved with all her heart could take
Knowing her sanity was at stake
Until one day her heart devoured her whole
And all was left was a glimmer of soul
And in the dark was just a crack of light
A glimmer of memory, of her internal fight
And on the wind they could hear her voice
Singing of how she had no choice
Of how she loved with all she could
And wouldn’t change any of it, even if she could.
©Christina de Vries – Geek Heaven
Glasses with regrets
And plates with dreams
They enter in shadows
Darkness and silent screams
I ask them to sit
To enjoy every spoon
In this room lightened
By the hungry moon
They tell me their stories
As I listen and try
To understand their meaning
Without starting to cry
They leave me at sunrise
In an indefinable mood
I had dinner with my demons
And they ate all the food
©Christina de Vries – Geek Heaven
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