It’s been a very long time since I communicated through this medium.
Today marks the day, three years on, that I finished my walk around Wales. I often feel like that one person in Freshers’ week who never stops talking about their ‘gap yah’. It’s such a big part of me that it’s often my frame of reference for how I have changed over time.
Today I (finally) uploaded the video I planned to make from the start of the trip: a 12-minute summary of a 12-week walk. It took a long time to make this video: between loosing my camera, life getting in the way, and just being a bit overwhelmed at the idea of diving back into all that happened to me during that time. Like I said before I let this site lie fallow, ‘I’ve put off writing and going through my photos for a long time. Then when I finally did, I realised why. Man, I miss it so, so much.’
I still feel words are inadequate to full summarise the experience. It would be no exaggeration to say that this walk changed my life. I had been in a period of terrible mental health, fighting overcome trauma and remember who I was after falling apart. The clifftops and hilltops, the literal highs and lows, the fields, the sheep and the beautiful human beings of Wales: this was where healing happened. And with three years between the finish line and now, I’m able to see that much more clearly.
Making this video also made me realise how many people carried me through. It reminded me how close I’d been to asking my parents to come get me before my Uncle Ray turned up and made it all okay again. It reminded me of what I was processing: I can see parts of the path and remember what I was thinking at the time, and what aspect of renewing my mind we were working on.
However, just before I send you on to watch this video, which I’m sure you’ve been waiting for three whole years for (that’s a joke), I feel this is probably a good time to do what I’ve been meaning to do for a long time: repurpose this blog.
My life is still a walk. It’s still highs and lows. It’s still discovering the beauty that’s been at my doorstep that I never took the time to see. It’s an ongoing journey to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, the heights and depths of mercy, the length and breadth of love.
You guys were here with my while I wrote publicly for the first time. I would love it if you stayed around on this blog for the occasional rambling that is too long to fit in an Instagram caption. But also, feel free to unsubscribe from the blog you forgot you were subscribed to…
Without further ado, make a sup of coffee/tea/decaf beverage of your choice and enjoy Wales as seen through eyes of an amateur walker, videographer and iMovie user.
Love, Soph x