I saddled up the Harley early. There was a wonderful chill in the air. I bundled up and put on a face mask under my helmet. The Patagonia vest was perfect under the leather jacket. It was a cold ride especially when the speeds got up to 65 mph.
I passed folks in their cars and realized they had music playing and the heat on. They looked so comfortable.Yet I wouldn’t trade places. Being one with the moment is everything. Being at risk in the moment is vital. You feel present. Nothing robotic about it. No trying to figure out how you got from A to B. No zoning out. It is a very zen experience. Man,machine, moment, time, space, destiny are all one.
How do you connect with the moment and your time here and now. Is it music. Or dance. Or exercise. Or what? What connects you to you in this slice of eternity that we call our life. What takes you out of the nonsense of the day and places you front and center in the miracle of you. Step into the zone of your time. Live it. Risk it. Love it. Be it.
We are given one chance to live it. So please do
The ageless experiment.
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