Running in the open field has turned out to be a great way to prepare myself for the transition between 2019 and 2020.
I take each step forward, breathe out, and breathe in – numberless of repetitions takes me to a contemplative state.
What do I want to leave behind with the passing year?
Some heat arises in the left ribcage, that tells me;
I want to leave that bitter feeling!
the heavy feeling!
yuk!
the massive sadness!
eek!
the feeling of needing to put a brake on myself!
sigh!
The answers come up every few steps and every few breaths.
It feels right to have a long exhale from the mouth.
Softly, let it go into the air.
It feels right to pound my feet on the ground.
Surely, release into the mother earth.
And I use the emotions as the fuel.
Let’s burn them, shall we?
I keep running in the drizzle.
The freshness on the skin and the white open space above me welcome us into 2020.
Katsura Isobe 