acrylic painting of a purple outcropping on a turquoise sea with a sun rising illuminating the sky with rainbow colours by phoebe thomasson uk artist

The Beach…My Medicine

I went to the beach on my own for the first time in years yesterday, and it was gorgeous! Not for any particular reason; it was very windy, but it was just what the doctor ordered for me and my inner artist.

I put my jacket down on the pebbles and was happy enough not to be bothered by them digging into my ankles as I sat crossed legged and wrote in my free-writing journal. I snacked on carob and dried bitter cherries and let the wind blow all my worries away.

It was nice not to have to worry for a minute about pollen up my nose, the washing up and who’s turn is it to be with Ewan. Even the most loving mummy’s and daddy’s need time to themselves to reconnect with nature; inner and outer, and this was long overdue for me, but well worth the wait.

I then walked barefoot on the sand left by the outgoing tide and resolved to bring my little family back here and knew that it would now happen, like it was supposed to, just because I’d taken the time to connect with myself first.

Well that time is here; the sun is out and we’re going to brave it together.

It’s taken a long while to feel ready to go out as a team, my energy levels have been so low but now I’m finding the missing pieces it’s getting easier to sustain good energy. I now realize that the sea is an important part of my healing; I was born near the sea and have spent a good part of my life in the water so it’s fitting that I’m going back to my roots.

Simple isn’t it!?

a doodle with scribbles and outlines of my boys feet with cartoon character colourful collaboration by phoebe thomasson and ewan

Beneath my feet…The Changing Landscape of No Shoes!

I’m loving my new birthday shoes …and here’s a few reasons why you should love yours more too.

One of the most surprising discoveries I’ve made is that going barefoot more often is helping me to regulate my overall body temperature which tends to be up and down as I battle with hormones and fatigue. Because the feet are in contact with the coldest air at ground level, it not only makes me put more clothes on my body when it’s cold but there is a quicker and more efficient feedback system so they are sensing the cold before it reaches my body.

They make me feel grounded and in contact with the earth, even when I’m on a lino floor with concrete beneath it I can feel the hot pipes that run below the kitchen floor and the cold of the stone tiles in the bathroom, the warm wooden stairs and the different carpet pile around the house. I can step on a coconut mat and appreciate the spiky foot rub that I get, and the other day I walked down the road in the rain, barefoot, just to see if I could. Don’t laugh! It’s that rough tarmac with tiny stones that got stuck to my feet and I may as well have walked on hot coals!

Shows how tender my feet are, but they are improving. As for the British weather in November, I am becoming more hardy to it as a result of my intentional non shoe and sock wearing, wherever possible. Of course when I am freezing and I want to warm up fast I put my slipper socks on or even just thin ones do the job now, where before I was always wearing thick layers on my feet as I thought I should, and I was always swinging from cold to hot, a lot! So, in a nut shell, this barefoot thing is now so comfortable and comforting to me that I hardly think about it. Its great! The other day I went out in full winter coat, scarf, hat and gloves and sandals! It was strangely exhilarating. Ok my toes were numb for a bit but one walk through a shop doorway with all that heat spewing out and they were toasty and flowing with energy! Wow!
The other great thing is I’ve started running again. But that’s another post waiting to happen.
Gonna take my birthday shoes off to bed.
Tee Hee. See what I did there?

Birthday Shoes

I’m learning about barefoot running, not that I’m fit to run yet but I’m training my feet up by taking off my shoes and socks around the house; I know it sounds simple but really it’s harder than my programmed mind would credit as it’s been about a week and the shoes have found their way back on, but at least the socks have remained thin, therefore allowing my feet to feel the temperature of the floor. It’s very liberating actually and there are many writers out there now who could tell you why but I think the best description is that I’ve taken the blindfolds off my feet! Feeling the wet on the kitchen floor (one of my pet hates) and the squidgy bits of food that my son has thrown, should I step on it, the rough tarmac on the drive; all things that are bringing a sense of being in touch with my environment that is amazingly profound. I can’t recommend it highly enough.
Don’t be scared, and don’t listen to the old wives tales…get your free birthday shoes on and start tuning into your environment today!