Writing and Running.
Writing and Running and Reading.
One of the most thoughtful presents I received for my birthday was a pair of bookends.
They are beautiful wooden bookends with a space for a photo at each end. My friend had gone to lengths to find photographs and printed them out to put in each of the ends. At one end there is a photo of my beautiful boys cuddling and the other a photo of James and I laughing together in woolly hats.
I immediately cleared a ledge and filled the space between the two ends with favourite books I have read and the books I am looking forward to reading, based on recommendations.
I have always been a keen reader. One of the Big Man’s earliest pet names for me was ‘Wormy Wormy’… Bookworm. I always had my head in a book… A fictional book. Usually a murder mystery, forensic science… and the odd period drama or romance..but it had to be a good one – like the Kate Mosse novels – history, love, tragedy… Even with the start of a family, I still found the time, balancing a book on the feeding pillow (I fell in love with hardbacks during this time, having always been a paperback lover).
As I left Asda to pursue the world as my oyster, a friend recommended I start reading books to grow and develop personally. Broaden my mind, learn new skills, leadership, mindfulness.
I was dubious.
I was successful, a leader already… I knew my mind! What was a book going to tell me???!
Oh my ego.
It took me a while to listen.
It took me a while to hear.
It took me a while to actually be open.
And when I did, that is when I found that the world really was my oyster. My oyster shell opened up and whole new pearly world was lying in wait.
I started with ‘The Secret’ by Rhonda Byrne. I opened my mind to the concept of the universe and the law of attraction… I took it for a test run. Applied it in my life. It worked.
I was hooked! If this was a concept I had never heard of in school, in business or in passing… what else was there to learn that would enhance and improve my life?
In just over 2 years, I have switched my fiction for factual, biographical, thought provoking reads… paperbacks and audio books, sometimes both. Sometimes a Ted Talk or YouTube clip.. A day doesn’t feel quite right if I haven’t done at least a chapter or 10 minutes.
Opening my mind to learn new concepts has been enlightening, fascinating… and by implementing what I have learnt, fundamentally one of the reasons I strongly believe I have been able to deal with the life changing events of the last 2 years – personal, professional, private and public.
Writing as a form of journaling.
Running as a form of meditation.
Reading as a form of growing.
There is something metaphoric or symbolic that the bookends are our family – the parents and the children and in between there are the lessons to be learnt through the written word… of reading, through growing and implementing the lessons…