Seriously?

How often do you walk or run?

Warning…This has morphed beyond punchy of its own free will! 🤣

When I was a kid I ran everywhere, down the corridor at school, as soon as I got out of the house. I lost count of the yells that followed me “don’t run”.

Then I got my first pair of stiletto heels and became a lady.

Eras

In my youth we walked everywhere, any time of the day and night, my father would never have picked me up from a friends on a dark night, but I love the dark.

Unfortunately the growing levels of violence in society have forced us all indoors and into cars over the years. No longer was it safe to catch the midnight bus or late train, yes there was such a thing. I learned to drive.

Flat with trees

Where I live there are many beautiful trees, endless trees. There are no pavements. It’s all footpaths but the young people have defaced the signs, so unless you’re good at navigating by leaf shape, or the back of similar houses, it’s very easy to get lost.

Given that my sense of direction will always take me to a chocolate shop, and I don’t live near one, I am pretty much screwed.

There are virtually no hills. Given the lack of indication of where you are, the fact that our town is flatter than a pancake, you can’t nip up a hill to get orientated…I do the exact same walk everyday, and I just can’t anymore!

Empath

An empath is different to empathy. Empathy is the ability to understand people, read them like a book. Being an empath is about feelings that don’t belong to you. Feeling like you’re someone else.

More people have this than they realise. If you’re a hypochondriac, always thinking you’re ill, try keeping a diary of what illnesses you think you have, and see if anyone around you tells you that they or someone close to them have that.

I had pretty much a 100% success rate once Tony realised that every time I came up with something new, someone told me they had it less than a week later. I was astonishingly accurate. The key is that you will have no symptoms you’ll just randomly start worrying.

It is possible to pick up from social media. Seriously. So be warned.

What this all boils down to is that covid was impossible for me, the emotional angst levels were off the charts, the anger was choking, the grief was palpable. Oddly walking was easy because it was very quiet.

However, there was a major emotional change in the world, people realise that they’re not suited to working. They got to taste an actual life. Time with family. They got dogs, and those who don’t think of them as returnable, miss their dogs.

I’m afraid the powers that be need to understand that the money making process requiring 50 years of the life of a human being who loves their family, is well on its way to over. We won’t be slaves to your fortune anymore. We want to be alive. Many of us don’t earn enough for a good holiday.

The hills are elsewhere

But for me, the energy out there is uncomfortable. The air is heavy with angst. The answer to that would be to walk the hills, which is why we’re moving as soon as we can. To be able to get above the energy. I loved Glastonbury. The views, the changing seasons. Here, I’m afraid we have many leaves then some leaves. The fallen 50 million land in our garden to be cleaned up.

It is an amazing place though. If there were hills I’d move to that area. I do love walking, just not here and not when the energy is so complex. I play badminton instead, I run for the shuttlecock.

Deb xx