Nature on a Motorcycle

I was surfing and flying through open space, feeling the pulse and pounding wind on my body, sensing the tarmac road beneath. I smelled everything. Manure fertilizes miles of land and it stinks. But it’s real and it goes away when you pass on to the next sensation of mother earth and civilization intermingling. Like, I meditated on the red wild flowers that lined one long road that went on for miles and I wondered, did someone take this same ride and sprinkle seeds? What a thought that someone would spend a day driving along a side road sprinkling wildflower seeds to bring travelers joy. Like, being mesmerized by the mountain drop, the deep hidden valleys that look like green waves and seeing so far away that distance is a riddle.

I got cold in the morning and hot in the afternoon and I learned how to stop, adjust and dress properly.

Oh, what great joy feeling the elements on my eyes, on my body!

Side roads are spectacular. You end up passing through small in-between towns that feel lost but important. These roads are curved and steep and jittery, but the sensation is you are suspended in real-time and surrendering to surprise.

Nature’s beauty nourishes the body and soul. I breathed well, felt curious and uplifted. Removing the window frame was magic.

People worship nature for a reason. Watch the sky, the ocean waves or the mountains. Watch a fire flickering. This is all a kind of nature worship. It’s mesmerizing and fulfilling. It’s a love affair and just as healthy.

I’m beginning to understand the urgency of protecting our environment. It’s not a white paper anymore, it’s an experience. I believe in preserving our wildlife and our parks, our free shores and our landscapes. The urgency of proper planning is there.

I want us to build and develop homes and communities with a consciousness. I want us to honor nature and use it’s wisdom and eat its fruit to nourish our existence.

Solar panels are smart and a spiritual practice.

I want open space and access to unobstructed sky for all people. The earth will appreciate stretching out and she will welcome us here longer.

We need to understand and talk about our relationship to nature. Each of us is different but we are all human and have this similarity, this need for sun and water and mountains and air.

We can do this.  

I cried for an hour during the sunset on the way home. My butt was buzzing.


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