I did a weird thing this weekend. I’m not ashamed of either. It’s called grounding or maybe you know it as earthing. It’s supposed to give you a positive charge when you connect your bare skin to the earth, whatever the heck that means. I’ve taken on a new challenge to explore new things regularly. This entire weekend was filled with new things. I went ax throwing… and I’m absolutely terrible at it. However if there ever comes a time when this newly acquired skill from the Middle Ages is necessary, I could totally chop your feet off… or at least get you in the shin while I run away.
This morning I was trying to stick to this good energy grounding vibe I’ve been exploring and since I live less than 5 minutes from paradise I chose to take my early morning run there. The fun thing about this place is that you can spend an entire weekend here and there’s still more to come back and discover! I’ve lived here for over 20 years and I’m still finding new things every visit!
At the end of my run I made my descend down to the great falls to calm the sweat before returning to my car. If you get here early enough in the morning you don’t have the fuss of the tourist to work around. I took my shoes off and inspected my feet for cuts before dipping them in the water, can never be to careful with all that necrotizing fasciitis floating around. I admit I should’ve read more on how this grounding stuff works before trying it but I’m not much for instructions. I made up half the crap I did, even added some chanting in there while I tried to connect with Pocahontas. She didn’t respond in case you’re wondering.
My dad was a big nerd for quantum physics and he would support this journey of mine one hundred percent. He used to tell me we transfer energy into everything we do whether it’s cooking, working, crafting… that energy does not disappear! My dad was a frickin genius too, I never had a need for google while he was alive! The things he taught me about energy have never left me either, perhaps that’s why I collect vintage items and have a passion for anything and everything old and broken.
Looking at this gives my spine a tingle. I’m trying to imagine the people who worked here and the lives they lived. Wondering to myself how do I harvest its energy? Should I stick with this earthing routine and lay my bare hands on it or stare really hard or what?! My dad would know the answer to that question. For now I’ll just admire its hollowed out bones.
I can tell you about the energy of this bridge. The energy is negative. It is harnessing built up anger and betrayal that was instilled in it the day my brother decided to push me off of it. The bridge will never forget what you did to me Joshua, energy does not disappear. I don’t care how beautiful this old decrepit bridge is, I know what it feels inside and it’s hideous. We will leave that energy where it sits and take a stroll to greater things until I learn more about energy healing, which is in fact a real thing.