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This is me and Big Mama (that's the name of my motorcycle). Big Mama and I went on a mini-vacation this past week, camping in Waterton. I've never been there before, it's beautiful. And it was truly an adventure, when my bike fell over and the clutch handle broke off, requiring AMA to take me to a bike shop to get a replacement. Thankfully the shop was able to fix Big Mama, and I was back on the road in no time. I am practicing the art of being alone, of being with myself. I think that the reason why this practice is so important is because it focuses on "being." It is far too easy to fill one's life with "doing," at the expense of our souls. Tonight I am fighting the urge to plop myself down in front of the TV. The diseased part of me is seeking after distraction. But I am more than the sum of my parts, especially the diseased parts. And if Big Mama can fall down and get right back up again, so can I! Here's to Big Mama: may she always ride beautiful and true.
2 comments:
Cool! will look forward to reading many insightful posts here.
Nice. If you want some time to connect with yourself I suggest going to a monastery. You won't know quiet until a couple weeks have gone by... but by that time... you'll likely have gone crazy... like I did...
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