Better than a thousand hollow words, is one word that brings peace.
As I hide from my truth, run from all that I know, ignore the vibrations of my soul, my apartment gets tidied, my laundry gets cleaned, my radio gets played, soup stock gets cooked, books get read, and my heart remains frozen.
In my soul, I know that I love to run. I have known this all my life. Despite my natural athleticism, my formative years held no encouragement in that area. I remember the time I went to the gym and a boy hit me in the head with a barbell, telling me girls were not welcome. When I awakened from the knock out, I never went back. When I joined sports teams in school, the coaches focused on the fast girls, the tall girls. Chubby, struggling girls didn’t warrant notice or assistance. I never went back. But today, I am a grown woman, and I know that my body loves the feel of running. I am confident and strong after I jog. There is a sway in my walk, an awareness of my sensuality, an appreciation of the world around me. Lines are sharper, colors are more vivid, men are more handsome after my run.
Buddha said that “Better than a thousand hollow words, is one word that brings peace.” Today, I take that and change the tiniest thing. I know that better than a thousand hollow actions – the tidying, the cleaning, the cooking, the reading – is one action that brings peace. For me, that action is running.
And now I ask you... what is that one action that brings peace for you?
A photo of me from a couple of months ago - jogging in Seongnam Park. Look how happy I am!