There’s something about type 2 fun that fuels my mind.
Every time I reach out to the outdoors, I feel as if my consciousness is like Dorothy being transported into a different world; a world where foggy views and unsettlingly burdens are unable to keep up; where me being me is all I need. So I put my red shoe(s) on and take a chance.
I have created an ability to express myself though the actions I follow. Don’t get me wrong, running physically sucks for a chunk of time, but as the blood pumps and the lungs absolve those daily toxins of human development, the transformation of my consciousness starts to gain momentum. With enough speed to conquer the toughest emotional battles, it’s impetus is unstoppable to which my physicality is second nature.
None of what I do is based off of shear physical strength, but the delicate balance between the mind that wanders and the body that follows. Not only have I created the choice of taking that first step, but also developing mindful awareness of the mind/body balance which in turn feeds my growth towards a more resilient psyche.
Running isn’t the only action that has helped me in developing a strong perception; I owe a great deal of it to not sitting in various boxes all day (cars, cubicles, rooms, etc.), but taking the time to prioritize my everyday surroundings and enjoying the subtleties of change.
And to put it all into perspective, “we’re not in Kansas anymore.”
Photos by Jessica Jane Hart – jessicajanehart.com
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