When we run, we feel. What do we feel? Well, that depends, on so many things. Kinetic meditation is the practice of the long distance runner. To be able to clear your mind while moving over rocks, grass, even scrambling a mountain's rocky summit only to reach the top and forget everything that happened within the progression of the current day. To look as far as the eye will allow, and think nothing. Our other senses are amplified in the kinetic meditative form, which brings us to a state of almost a sixth sense. Not a care in the world for the events which have shaped us, only a reception for the events of the current. Stomping our feet into soft and hard ground, flowing with the Earth wherever it takes us. To find our flow, lost in the woods, or on top of a mountain, whatever keeps us going, never stop. Emptiness surrounds us, yet when we decide to look around, all we see is fullness and beauty. Only we decide when to stop, nothing else can pierce the solitude and serenity found within nature and ourselves. But when we do stop, we realize, we have changed, and we will never be the same. Every run shapes us, turns us into what we want to be. It steers us exactly where we're heading. It's not an obligation, it's a passion. Passion motivates, obligations demotivate. Passion invokes the energy to do things unsaid and unexpected.
If my words are confusing to you, if they make you feel uncomfortable, or make you think I'm crazy, that's okay. It's okay because I know there are people who know exactly what I'm talking about. We are the few, but plenty. We are the crazy, but sane. We are the inspired, and the inspiring. We are runners.
"The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt"