4312Mat's Running Diary
- May 1, 2007Really, the art of running is learning to control the etheric body:
that clear, transparent sheath, most closely connected to the
physical, which is the embodiment of our life force. As runners, we
learn to adjust the etheric aura, fine tune it according to how much
force we need and, more importantly, where we need it. For, such is
its nature, it is a servant of the will.
When a person awakens in the morning his etheric body is loosely
connected to the physical embodiment, which is why we feel groggy and
detached when rolling out of bed at 6 AM; still dimly connected to
the dream realms. The first task of the runner is to rid himself of
this feeling, this diffuse, disassociated, watery, lethargic feeling
that permeates his consciousness upon awakening.
He does this by merely putting his feet on the pavement and starting
to run. With each passing minute the Etheric will naturally begin to
harden around his body. The senses start to open and the air
suddenly stirs with an invisible life force. Simultaneously his ego
consciousness increases in proportion to how firmly the etheric aura
draws into the physical; too tightly, and his strides look
mechanical; too loosely and his legs feel like spaghetti under his
With most people, waking up takes about fifteen minutes. This is the
time it takes for the body to realize that it is running, that it
needs to rise from its slumber and to adjust to the new orientation
of the etheric and astral bodies. On the biological level the body
starts converting fat and triglycerides into mechanical energy.
Before this point the body was burning glycogen, a type of sugar
stored in the muscles; now the body starts feeding off its own fat
reserves---materialized etheric energy. Not all of us are ascended
Zen masters after all, who are capable of drawing energy directly
from the Cosmos. Mortals need fat and muscle, as well.
Between fifteen and forty-five minutes, most experienced runners
settle down into a nice, even, moderate pace, well-balanced in mind
and body and no longer permeated by lethargy. Here is in the prime
middle ground---the reason why we love running. The air seems
somehow cleaner and fresher in the Middle Ground, and the landscape
has the vitality of a Van Gogh painting.
Staying there, however, is tricky---as Van Gogh might attest. At a
runner's maximum threshold, it becomes increasingly difficult to
concentrate well enough to sustain the Middle Ground. Consequently
a "runner's trance" descends upon the athlete, draining his senses of
life and the world of color. Suddenly the air no longer breaths with
a "hidden reservoir of power", but seems as run-down and exhausted as
the athlete himself. The etheric body has dissipated to the extent
that it no longer flows properly through the physical body; it is a
pathetic trickle that must be renewed or regenerated if the runner is
to safely continue.
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