Zoë Catherine Art

My first meeting with the coastal path was when I took some trains over to St Ives…after exploring St Ives, Barbara Hepworth Museum, the Tate I took the first little bit of it going back, which I believe is counter to what usually people do… going anti-clockwise, I went back clockwise and I too the 2-3 hour walk from St Ives to Hayle. It was immensely hilly and got to see a very different part of the coast, compared to the South which seems more dramatic, on the forefront of something and it was an amazing way to feel connected again to my body and something that I kept feeling and thinking and being aware of was how my legs and my feet were navigating the hills, the rocky, keeping steady going down and then indeed going up. Negotiating wonky rocks, crumbling bits and bobs and a little mantra I found myself saying was ‘strong legs, strong legs, strong legs’ and feeling so connected with myself and appreciative and thankful that I had this, the power and the strength and the momentum to keep going. I read somewhere that it’s like constantly falling falling forward and then catching yourself and then falling again and catching yourself as you’re moving forward and maybe that’s how we navigate most things in life is that we are generally falling and never know quite where we’re going to land. And it’s a case of catching yourself and picking yourself up and then doing it all over again. And walking is that constant practice of doing it again and again and again…but strong legs I remember that.