zen and the art of motorcycle riding
Nothing forces you to be more in the moment than performing a task which demands both your mental and physical attention.
This past weekend I took the Beginning Rider Class with Team Oregon. The weather was less than ideal, drizzly and not warm. I was nervous. I’ve never ridden a motorcycle before. But I learned. I had to. And there was nothing else I could do, my attention was entirely kept on the moment. It was often exhausting.
I found places though where effort washed away and I simply rode. Where thought and momentum and physical movement were just one energy. And the bike and I were that…a single energy.
I am home now, pruned from a long bath, with a nice cup of tea, exhausted and a little bit proud of myself.