Has Adventure Saved You?

Dec 26
Posted by Cami Ostman Filed in Adventure Saves Everyone

A decade and a half ago, I trained for and ran my first marathon. The experience launched me on a path I hadn’t planned on traveling–one toward healing and wholeness, strength and clarity. Every marathon I’ve run since that time (about 25 total) has pushed me to my limit and required me to ask myself the hard question of whether or not to push on beyond what seemed possible. And each time I’ve said even a faltering “yes” to myself in those moments, I have discovered there is more in me than even I was aware of–more courage and tenacity.

Doing really hard things–whether they be extreme physical feats or facing fears head on–requires us to dig a little deeper and be a little more honest than we are in everyday life.

Since I started this blog NINE YEARS AGO, those of you who follow it have come with me to some pretty extraordinary places on earth and into some pretty dark corners of my mind; you’ve dug deep with me. You’ve cheered me on and encouraged me when I have come in last. And you’ve shared with me that I’ve inspired you to take on your own challenges–through which YOU have inspired ME.

Thank you!

Now has come the time when this blog is ready to do some stretching and growing of its own. I’m in a different stage in my own life–still running with my two legs, but also running two businesses. I’m working with writers to help them get their memoirs written and living in the realm of writing coaching and family therapy. I don’t have the time to blog weekly as I used to do for years.

But, I still very much want 7marathons7continents.com to be a place of inspiration.

Would YOU like to write for me? I would like to invite adventurers who have experienced healing and/or transformation through their endeavors to write a blog post. I know you are out there, you mountain climber… you sky-diver… you whitewater rafter… I know you are out there, you who has faced down cancer, or agoraphobia, or domestic abuse. I know you are out there, you who has walked a mile when told you’d never walk again.

If ADVENTURE of some kind HAS SAVED YOU… if you have looked Fear in the face and walked right through him… I want you to tell your story. I want you to write a blog post for us. Tell us what happened and how you overcame life’s obstacle by climbing up that big hill or finally mastering that twisted yoga pose. You can define adventure… it’s different for each of us.

If you’d like to get on the schedule, email me at clostman@live.com. Give me a paragraph about your topic and either my assistant or I will get back to you to schedule your post! We can’t wait to be inspired by you!

Dear Friends

Nov 9
Posted by Cami Ostman Filed in Conversations, Current Events, Reflections
Photo by Josh Adamski

Photo by Josh Adamski

 

Dear Friends Who Live in Places on the Rest of the Planet,

I have visited more than 20 countries (and all seven continents) on this globe. I was not someone who jumped off a plane and booked myself into an anonymous hotel as I was on my seven marathons journey. No. I always seek out connections wherever I go. And I have the gift of having developed and now maintaining friendships with interesting and lovely individuals from many of the countries I’ve been to.

Everywhere I’ve traveled, people have rarely expressed contempt for the American population. Occasionally, well-informed friends (especially in Chile and in parts of Europe) have shared with me their opinions about US politicians or policies, yes, but I have always experienced warmth and openness toward me as an individual and toward Americans as a citizenship.

Thank you dear ones. Today I do not blame you if you are wary of us. We just did something really upsetting and, frankly, despicable. We voted someone into office who would build walls around our country to give you the message that you are not welcome. Someone who thinks you are “less than” if your skin is brown. Someone who will harass and accuse you if your last name sounds Latino. Someone who would grab your “pussy” if you are female. Someone whose best ten-dollar word is “tremendous” and who does not have any idea of the history of YOUR country.

WE did that. WE did that to YOU. Knowing that our wealth, our use of natural resources, our carbon emissions, our purchasing power, our stock market, and many other aspects of our power impact YOUR politics and YOUR individual lives, WE elected this “tremendous” bull-shitter, this dangerous person, into our most powerful office.

I have never written a political blog before. I haven’t done it precisely because my love of running and my love of writing (as a way to inspire others) transcend politics. I know many of my friends and followers over the years come from very different philosophical and cultural backgrounds. I’ve wanted to hold tight to uniting factors: that we are runners, travelers, adventurers, and humans. Most who read my books or blogs are also women.

Today, then, I must speak of this. I must speak of this to and for all of you around this planet that I care so deeply for. I love your countries, your natural spaces, your unique ways of being as people. I respect your histories—the victories and the tragedies. From you I have humbly learned about the effects of my privilege as a white woman born in the United States at this point on the human timeline. And every time I vote—for officials or for policies—I have always kept you in my heart.

This time my keeping you in my heart was not enough. This time a huge portion of the white female vote went to this hostile, ignorant man.

I am sorry; I am sad; I am scared; and I am determined. I am determined never again to shy away from political discussions with friends or family. I am determined to stand up for and stand with my friends of color and my gay and lesbian friends who are now feeling more terrified than ever. I will write my representatives. I will continue to vote. I will look for ways grow in consciousness and in conscious actions.

The United States is not the center of the universe (as I sometimes think our politicians make us out to be), but we do make a lot of noise and we do impact what happens elsewhere. Friends, I cannot even ask you for your patience with my country. I WOULD not ask you for your confidence. I hope that our constitution and the structure of our three-branch government will provide the checks and balances it was created to provide, but I won’t ask YOU to put trust in this.

Today, I only promise you that there are many of us here in my country who know we are citizens of the WHOLE world and who think beyond our own comfort and our own religious and political values. There are many of us who know that poverty and injustice ACROSS THE GLOBE are also our concern. We were not enough to keep this terrible man out of office, but we are not few.

I thank you for your friendship and for welcoming me into your nations, your homes, and your lives. I know you are with me in my grief today. But somehow (I don’t pretend to know how), we must not let fear rule. It isn’t fair for me to look to you for words of hope (though I’ll take them if you have some), but I do believe that humanity is evolving toward wholesomeness and justice in spite of what this looks like.

Love to you all.

Ragnar and Second Wind Seminar

Aug 2
Posted by Cami Ostman Filed in Advice, Conversations, Race Reports, Read This, Reflections, SHINE

How Do You Know When It Is Time to Make a Change?

“If you plan on being anything less than you are capable of being, you will probably be unhappy all the days of your life.” –Abraham Maslow

The weekend before last I participated in the Northwest Passage Ragnar Relay. This is a 192-mile relay run that snakes its way mostly on back roads from the Canadian border down to Whidbey Island, where teams are rewarded with pizza and beer for being crazy enough to stay awake and on the move for nearly two full days. I was runner number twelve on our team of twelve—the last runner, a position I’m used to and comfortable with.

On one of my legs (the second one of three), the one that started at 5:30 on Saturday morning, I ran for nine miles alone over rolling hills on streets surrounded by evergreen trees. I watched the morning gently emerge and appreciated the coolness in the air even as I was beginning to feel the heat the day promised to burn down on the runner who would take the baton from me.

22389948_race_0.9799319939245625.displayBecause I hadn’t slept for twenty-four hours and was addled with fatigue, my attention was hazy. There wasn’t much traffic, so I didn’t fear a run-in with a car, but I did worry about getting lost. Runners were spread out so far that there were several points on the course when I couldn’t see anyone in front of or behind me. I was grateful that Ragnar had placed signs at every turn. This meant I could do the work of running—placing one tired footfall after the next in a rhythm that echoed the beat of the music playing in my ear—without pulling up the map of the route on my phone. I could focus on the task at hand until a three-foot high blue sign with a red flashing light and an arrow appeared on a street corner.

I never lost my way.

Only later, after a couple nights of good sleep, when I was reflecting on the race during one of my morning meditations, did I realize that those big blue Ragnar signs were a terrific metaphor for something I’ve heard many of my clients talking about in therapy sessions lately. At least five different people have recently said something like this to me: “All of a sudden, when my child left for college (or when my spouse died/when I received this diagnosis/when I got divorced), I realized something had to change. I can’t keep on in this meaningless job (or this cement jungle/this lifeless relationship/this breakneck schedule).”

Follow meMy clients are naming something really important: Life sends us signs when we need to make a change. Events, be they crises or normal life-cycle transitions, are very often signals meant to tell us that it is time to up-level our commitment to life, that it’s time to turn a corner and change directions. Our circumstances call us to re-evaluate our approach to our activities and to our relationships (with self, significant others, work, the body, etc.).

Though change can be anxiety provoking, it’s also an opportunity to upgrade your self-image and renew your vision for your future. It is a chance to catch a second wind for the miles ahead.

I’d love to share with you what my clients are discovering in our work together about how to follow the signs to change direction.

Join me for a FREE tele-conference called:
How to Catch Your Second Wind:
Transforming into the Next and Best Version of Yourself

I’ll be sharing with you what I’ve been guiding my clients through:
The three key tasks that you need to complete in order to catch a second wind.
The number one habit you need to incorporate in your life in order to upgrade your Self-confidence.
How to master jumping over the biggest hurdle that keeps people stuck when they hit a crisis or major life change.

When: Wednesday, August 12 at 5:30pm Pacific Time
Where: On the phone. In the comfort of your own home.
How to sign up: Send me an email (clostman@live.com) with “Second Wind Workshop” in the subject line. I’ll send you the conference number and a reminder email.
“Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?” –Mary Oliver

(Note: If you don’t want to be added to my emailing list when you sign up for the tele-workshop, let me know.)

New Quest

May 30
Posted by Cami Ostman Filed in Chile 2014, Conversations, Reflections, SHINE

Those of you who have followed my blog for years have wondered where I’ve gone, I’m sure. I’ve been taking an unscheduled hiatus from posting here since shortly after we arrived home from Chile. To be honest, although my five months in Chile were wonderful—full of adventure and beautiful new friendships—it was also a time full of serious reflection for me.

One of the things that came to me while I was in Concepcion was a good old-fashioned sense of my own mortality. I began to think about how short time is on this globe, too short to let life pass without really committing to living out our fullest potentials.

Part of the reason I was reflecting on this is that I had downloaded the Feminine Power course by Claire Zammit and Katherine Woodward Thomas, which I listened to whenever I ran alone on my signature Maslowroute around the U de C campus. In the course, Claire and Katherine, two women I would call “evolutionary leaders,” talk about how right now, more than at any other time in history, western women enjoy the opportunity to be asking questions about self-actualization. This is luxury our foremothers did not enjoy (and a luxury many women around the world still do not enjoy) due to their location in the social stratosphere, financial dependence, and lack of available birth control. Claire and Katherine’s message—that to whom much is given much is required—really resonated with me.

For as long as I can remember, I’ve wanted to save the world. For many years, when I was involved in an evangelical faith, I thought that meant saving people’s eternal souls by telling people what they should believe. In the days since I gave up that notion, I haven’t been sure what my contribution on the planet should be, but I’ve always felt strongly that I wanted to leave this place better than I found it.

Only how? There are SO MANY causes I feel passionate about: saving elephants from poachers, cleaning up the massive island of plastic that lives in the ocean, protecting orca whales from toxins that may have been making the NW resident pods infertile in recent years, stopping human sex-trafficking and female mutilation, etc.

As I listened to the FP course over and over on my little runs, I came to a place of clarity. I had to come home and do what I was born to do: to bring healing to people who are stuck in their pain. I suddenly realized that I was perfectly positioned to see EVERY single one of my causes attended to because I had the gifts and skills to free people up out of their small visions of themselves so they can live bigger, more contributing lives.

I knew I had to go back to helping people tell their stories—in therapy and in memoir. When people tell their stories, they move beyond them.

So I’m on a new quest. I’m still running of course (I’m off to a half marathon as we speak), but I’m committing significant energy to growing my business(es) this year and next. For starters, I re-opened my therapy practice in the Seattle area and am also offering online memoir writing classes. Both of these endeavors are bringing me a lot of joy, but there’s more joy to come, too! I’ve hired a coach to help me develop a program that will help my clients quickly break through their inner glass ceilings so they can launch themselves into the causes that are meaningful to them (I’m calling it SHINE, of course).

So forgive my absence here on 7marathons7continents. I’ve been busy. Follow me here on my new quest. I can always use your cheerleading and encouragement. Running is the practice that keeps me centered, and the running community is my Sanga. I can feel your support.

The “E” in SHINE

Feb 16
Posted by Cami Ostman Filed in SHINE

The “E” in SHINE

Expect life to support you.

Einstein said, “There are two ways to live: you can live as if nothing is a miracle; you can live as if everything is a miracle.”

“Miracle” is a strong word. Many years ago, it was a word I understood to mean that God magically intervened in human affairs in a supernatural way, sometimes even defying the laws of science. I’ve actually avoided the word since leaving strict dogma behind because I haven’t really known what to do with it in recent years. But lately I’ve been encountering an idea among evolutionary thinkers that has challenged me to ask whether or not I might be able to expect Life to organize around my success—perhaps not in ways that defy the laws of nature, but by small synchronicities, meaningful coincidences that might give me the sense that the universe is a friendly place.

I was already gnawing on this idea when we went to Chile. Absent of the familiarity of home, I had the perfect opportunity to attend to how Life might show up if I showed up as my best self into a fresh situation. I gave myself the task of watching for “gifts” from the universe, anything that I might justifiably feel grateful for.

The first evidence that Life liked me arrived as soon as we met Bill’s colleagues and students at the university where he would be working for three months. Though I would only be serving as a volunteer in his classroom, the whole English department embraced us both as if they’d always known us. For me—someone who thrives on contact with other human beings—having a ready-made, welcoming community was like heaven.

The next gift was coffee. Laugh if you must, but besides dogs, running, books, wine, and human conversation, good coffee is high on my list of things that make life worth living. I’ve been drinking coffee since I was fourteen years old and graduated many years ago from over-burnt, bottomless cups of Denny’s brew to freshly ground, shade grown, fair trade, gourmet beans. Coffee gives me a sense of well-being and makes me feel happy. Going back to instant coffee (which we drank for a few weeks at the beginning of our time in Concepcion) just didn’t seem like a soul-sustaining option. By word of mouth, we found what I think is the one and only coffee roaster (tostaduria) in the city—only a few blocks from our house. The coffee beans were perfect. And the business owner spoke English!

A week after finding the tostaduria, just when I was getting homesick for a long, meandering conversation with friends, we flew up to Santiago for a Fulbright meeting and discovered there was another US citizen who was at U de C on a Fulbright grant. Scott was in the geology department on another side of campus, so it was no wonder we hadn’t met in spite of being so near one another. He told us that his wife was a runner and she might like to meet me. To be honest, I would have made friends with Tania if she’d been a card-carrying, polygamist-libertarian who packed a pistol in her purse—I was longing that much for a native English-speaking friend. But to my delight, Tania turned out to be a soul sister. She was a bright, funny, wine-drinking, f-bomb-throwing runner! We met for coffee on a rainy day dressed in almost identical rain jackets and never stopped talking after that first moment. I knew I’d found a life-long friend.

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Now, all of these things might have happened whether or not I decided they “meant” anything in particular. But I am beginning to believe that it serves me (and you) better to EXPECT Life to give meaningful gifts often and without reservation. Like many people I know, I have at times gotten into the mental habit of thinking Life is small and stingy. When we think that resources (be they money or friendship) are scarce and that they are already being used up by other people, we hold our breath and wait to be disappointed. That’s no way to live!

Instead of expecting Life to hold back on you, what if you expected Life to really support you and bring you meaningful gifts? How would you position yourself differently in your relationships? At work? When you’re asking for help from someone?

Opening up to the possibility that Life will show up for you in a positive, generous way is easier said than done if you’ve faced serious disappointments or trauma. In my 7-week SHINE course, we’ll be talking about how to interpret deep, painful disappointments in new ways as well as how to cultivate the expectation that Life is generous and friendly.

Here are details about how to join in.

SHINE program details:
When: Seven Thursdays, beginning February 26. 4:00-5:30pm PST (with an additional 30 minutes afterwards for discussion applicable especially for writers).
Where: On the phone. Conference call-in numbers provided to participants.
What: Lecture, opportunities to be coached, homework assignments, bonus writing assignments.
Cost: $99

Other opportunities for us to connect:

  1. Therapy and Coaching: I am now seeing clients in Woodinville on Mondays and in Seattle on Tuesdays. Email me with questions and for fees. clostman@live.com.
  2. Writers: I’ll be teaching a course on platform building through Western Washington Extended Education: Publishing and Marketing: Strategies for Writers and Authors. Check it out.