Meditation In Motion
Sep 18, 2020
The closest I come to meditating: riding this perfectly paved path, nestled between a lush grove of ancient hardwood and abandoned cliffside tracks. Feeling the steel-damped static of the road like a drunk bee trapped in my bones. The slightest whisper of a breeze caressing all of me at once, I am weightless yet connected. In control without wanting to be. My mind is quiet, asleep, hyper-aware, and at peace.
Highly recommended.
