Elizabeth DeLana Elizabeth DeLana

What I Have Learned by Walking the Circumference of the Earth

I started walking, every morning, 9 years ago and haven’t stopped. Walking, for me, has been my way back to myself, a practice that brings me home. This radically simple act, a morning walk, has become a daily ritual that has transformed my life.

tall trees lining a path

I started walking, every morning, 9 years ago and haven’t stopped. Walking, for me, has been my way back to myself, a practice that brings me home.

This radically simple act, a morning walk, has become a daily ritual that has transformed my life. It began with a conscious decision to get outside, to enjoy all weather, be under all the stars, observe all the birds — to return to the essentials. Outdoors is where I find ideas, comfort, awe, creativity, wisdom, community — all of the elements that remind me of who I am, beyond titles and labels.

I am a believer that we have to make time, not find time, for the things that make us, us. The outdoors is essential to who I am, actually, I believe it’s essential to who we all are. In my case, life had become getting in cars, sitting in meetings, running errands, producing — and completing — to do lists. I came to realize that what made me…me, was no longer part of my days. Looking back, the feeling of being overwhelmed by errands, conference calls, shoulds, have-to’s, and endless expectations, had overtaken me. I had lost my footing, my grounding. I needed to get back to a bigger sense of purpose — beginning with a fundamental intimacy with the earth.

 
 

During this time of Shelter in Place, Social Distancing and a new world with Covid19, a quiet morning walk has been my essential nourishment: physical, emotional, creative, and even spiritual. It’s the first meal of my day.

Walking had become my medicine, long before we spoke of vaccines and viral envelopes.

I walk essentially the same loop every day. Out the front door, 5 am. I walk past the same barn. On the same path. Next to the same river. With the same headwind around that last turn. This conscious repetition is a form of meditation, designed with intentional familiarity. It’s almost as if I could do it blindfolded. Some days, on the backstretch, I close my eyes while walking for 10, 20, 30, 40 steps. Do I really know where I am? I wonder? Am I following my gut, my body, to the knowing of this moment? The mindlessness of the route itself brings mindfulness, because it is this walk that allows me to acknowledge and move the questions around in my mind, heart and body.

I start many walks with an intention or a question and by the end, I have escorted that intention, that question around the loop. We have made friends with each other. We have rumbled, we have danced and we have said goodbye. Many ideas change while I walk, sometimes with every step. By creating space for thoughts and feelings to rest, to become visible, I allow them to shift.

There is great power for me in actually moving. Holding an intention while walking and creating space for that intention to take shape is comforting and inspiring. Physically taking the feeling of worry for a walk, is healing. Walking with and idea always makes the idea richer. Walking is the place where I am true.

I started taking pictures on my walk, often snapping a photograph of the same dilapidated barn over and over again. This practice taught me to see again, not simply look. It forced me to see, really see, as if for the first time. I was amazed at how much I had overlooked. By looking at the same barn each day I was then able to see the time of day, the weather, the slightly different angle. What else had I missed all these years?

A walk makes me feel “Welcome to Right Now”. It reminds me to match my pace with the pace of the natural world.

At the end of the walk, I would post the picture on Instagram as a way to keep a record of each day. It wasn’t for anyone else, it was for me. A visual diary. A history. A way to remember that moment. A record of the unexpected snowstorm, the foggy sunrise, the lineup of ravens on the roof, the rain pouring off my hat brim. It was also a way to hold myself accountable.

Libby Delana walking away from camera on pathway outdoors

This daily micro practice has informed life in ways I would never have expected. From new friendships (started by a simple comment on a photo) to collaborations with incredible makers and doers, and perhaps — most importantly — to a profound awareness of our connectedness. Now 9 years later we have a small group of people who “walk” together, even though they may be on the on the other side of the world. COVID19 has made this even more true. A simple walk, is the “new normal” luxury.

It has turned out that walk time is my most valuable processing time. When I identify an intention as I head out, it may be about trying to figure out a creative challenge at work, or a personal issue that I need space to understand. This moving meditation creates the space and pace I often need to understand a situation. Here I am in the place I am most comfortable, and I can allow my thoughts, my feelings, my brain to deconstruct and then reframe an issue. It turns the walk into both and escape and also a focused act.

It is the key to my operating system.

It is my act of radical self-care.

I have now circumnavigated the earth. Yes, in my own backyard, I have travelled 25,000 miles. The last 100 miles I celebrated the mileage by inviting a few friends to join me for a mini-parade each day. We would lite up sparklers and walk the route together, as a way to witness — and propose a metaphoric toast — to this big life journey we all share.

Good things always happen on a walk. And, I am always grateful, never sorry, when I get home from one. Today, my daily walk is a sacred act, the kindest gift I can give myself.

Suggestions for building a practice:

1. Begin with something doable. A walk around the neighborhood.

2. Repeat for 5 days. Repeat again. The next thing time will have passed and it will have been 9 years.

3. Stay curious about what is possible. Starting a practice and staying with it deepens what you observe about yourself and others.


Originally Published on Reasons To Be Cheerful May 2020

Libby DeLana is an award-winning executive creative director who has spent her career in the ad world. She started walking in 2011 and hasn’t missed a day since; as a result, she has walked the circumference of the earth. Her first published book is Do Walk: Navigate Earth, Mind and Body. Step by Step. You can connect with Libby on Instagram @parkhere or @thismorningwalk.

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A Very Simple, Creative Process. A Walk.

Frequently, I am walking the same loop. Out the front door. 4.4 miles. 7000 steps. Same barn. Same path. Same river. Same headwind around that last turn. Yet. Different. Every. Single. Day. I take a picture every day, often of the same thing each day. To get better at something requires practice. Discipline.

walking path on a sunny day surrounded by trees

My #morningwalk—recorded on Instagram for 3 years—is a visual discipline. This slow, micro practice of seeing has started my day for over 1000 consecutive mornings. It has informed life in ways I would never have expected. From new friendships (started by a simple comment on a photo), to collaborations with incredible makers and doers, and perhaps — most importantly — to a profound awareness of the often overlooked.

Frequently, I am walking the same loop. Out the front door. 4.4 miles. 7000 steps. Same barnSame pathSame river. Same headwind around that last turn. Yet. Different. Every. Single. Day. I take a picture every day, often of the same thing each day. To get better at something requires practice. Discipline. For me this is the same joyful discipline I feel as a Creative Director.

“The Things to do are: the things that need doing, that you see need to be done, and that no one else seems to see need to be done. Then you will conceive your own way of doing that which needs to be done — that no one else has told you to do or how to do it. This will bring out the real you that often gets buried inside a character that has acquired a superficial array of behaviors induced or imposed by others on the individual.” — Buckminster Fuller

But it’s not a feeling limited to creative directors. At Mechanica everyone is a “creative”. Sure, we have some business cards that say Creative Director, and on others the word “creative” isn’t anywhere to be found. Yet in every meeting I think you’d be hard pressed to identify who is the CD and who isn’t. Creativity is really all about connecting things. Stepping into a place where no one else may see what your seeing. Creativity is messy, there are no rules, the best you can hope for — if you really take the time to look — is to “see the things that need to be done”. And then, do them.


Libby DeLana (@parkhere) is a founding partner at MECHANICA, a next generation branding development agency based in Newburyport, MA. solves problems and creates opportunities for restless marketers. Mechanica employs twenty strategists, creative directors and brand directors pioneering a new approach to creating compelling, profitable brand experiences. Current and recent MECHANICA clients include: CommunispaceNuanceSpanxKripalu, LuckyVitamin, AeroFarms, Simrad, Art Science Labs, PTC, Kronos and Bit9.

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