Riding for Healing

Jan 24
Posted by Cami Ostman Filed in Adventure Saves Everyone

My first blogger! Sandy Shaw is a sister entrepreneur and a conscious, warm-hearted woman. Taking part in a big event that you have to raise money for is life-changing and humbling. Take a look at what led to her decision to participate in the AIDS Lifecycle Ride.

Taking a stand for what I believe in doing something that I love!

People ask me, “Why are you riding the Aids Lifecycle Ride?” …. “545 miles, and 7 days on a bike?!?! Are you CRAZY?”

Yes, I am, and that’s why I’m riding!

I’m crazy with heartbreak that …ugh…Donald… yuck… Tr… eww…ump is our president.

How? How is this possible? How did this happen?

On the morning of November 8th, 2016, I was humming with excitement! I was certain that later that evening we would be celebrating our first woman president. I imagined us at post-election parties, high-fiving each other acknowledging how far we’ve come as a society; that we have made so much progress evolving to a higher standard of living guided by love.

Then, the electoral votes came rolling in…one state after another, falling to Trump. What?????

Late that night, the guillotine fell and it become clear that Trump had won the electoral vote.

The next morning I woke feeling sick, exhausted from not sleeping, and my eyes swollen from crying.

In this state of confusion, total beguilement and a feeling of “What reality was I living in thinking that our society was evolving to a more loving state of being??” I felt an inner-vertigo. Nothing made sense anymore. I felt I couldn’t even trust my own self because how could I feel so sure that Hillary would be our next President and actually be completely off-base and wrong? I was clearly living in a bubble of like-minded people, and out of touch with half of America.

In the past, I have found that when I have such negative energy spiraling around inside of me, the best way to get it out was through heavy-duty, cardio exercise!

I got on my bike to go for a ride. A very long ride… Peddling and peddling, lost in thought and present at the same time. Bike riding is my favorite form of meditation. I am able to release negative energy, gain positive energy and pedal out the confusion.

It’s a mental savior for me. I love to go on long rides, along back mountain roads that are too rough and out of the way for cars to travel. The feeling of complete excursion peddling up a long hill, and the thrilling elation flying downhill at top speed.

At the end of a ride, I feel peaceful and centered. Thank God for the bike!

So, WHY did I sign up to do the the Aids/Lifecycle Ride? … Again? …. (I rode in 2013, and now I am training to ride again in 2017!)

As you know, biking is my favorite way to finding inner peace, and by riding the Aids/Lifecycle Ride, I am taking a stand for my personal values and belief system.

During these dark political times, I have decided that in the midst of such uncertainty, the one way I can feel a little bit better is if I personally show up in a bigger way to take a stand for the values I believe in.

Participating in the Aids/Lifecyle Ride is important to me because it is a way for me to take a stand for humanity, kindness and compassion. In all sincerity, I want to help make a positive difference in the lives of others.

Helping to raise money to support the SF Aids Foundation and the LA LGBT Center is vital because
AIDS is NOT over! AIDS is STILL a problem! (In California alone there are 151,000 people living with HIV.) These agencies are vital to helping people with AIDS get access to medical care, emotional support so they can live longer and healthier lives. Prevention services geared towards high-risk populations will ensure that future generations will not experience the same level of loss that we have faced in the last two decades.

The monies I raise will allow those organizations to provide these critical services.

Please join me supporting this important cause and make donation today. 

With much gratitude and love, thank you!

xo
Sandy

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.

But I’m not only looking for the most extreme adventurers among you. Did you go back to school at 50? Leave a marriage? Take up knitting after being told you were “all thumbs” all your life? I want to hear your stories too.

If ADVENTURE of some kind–any kind–HAS SAVED YOU OR CHANGED 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.