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Bike Writer # 45 – It’s Mind Over What Matters

Posted on June 1, 2020 2 Comments

We are shaped by our thoughts; we become what we think. When the mind is pure, joy follows like a shadow that never leaves. – Buddha

Bike Writer # 44 – The Paddler

Posted on May 31, 2020 2 Comments

With every stroke, with every ounce of me, I move forward. Pulling myself through the wake of life. Today, I cross a pond. Tomorrow…I challenge the ocean. – Ash

Bike Writer # 42 – Enjoy the Sandbox of Nature…it’s Free!

Posted on May 23, 2020 2 Comments

In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt. – Margaret Atwood

Bike Writer # 41 – For a Spell, For a Flower

Posted on May 16, 2020 7 Comments

Many eyes go through the meadow, but few see the flowers in it. – Ralph Waldo Emerson

Journal Entry # 182 – Embrace the Space

Posted on May 15, 2020 9 Comments

Explore the forests, climb the mountains, bag the peaks, run the rivers, breathe deep of that yet sweet and lucid air, sit quietly for a while and contemplate the precious stillness, the lovely, mysterious, and awesome space. – Edward Abbey

Bike Writer # 40 – Paint A Beautiful Life For Yourself!

Posted on May 14, 2020 5 Comments

I went for a bike ride today. A small one, but it was enough to make me realized something. That moments like this are really, just little paint strokes on a portrait of my life. So, the more strokes I take, the more beautiful I make the big picture become. – Ash

Journal Entry # 181 – Here’s a Splash of Reality

Posted on May 3, 2020 6 Comments

Like a river, you too will lead to something much bigger. – Ash

Journal Entry # 180 – Be Someone Who Smiles in the Rain

Posted on May 2, 2020 6 Comments

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Journal Entry # 179 – Not Then, Not When, Just Right Now…Live!

Posted on May 2, 2020 9 Comments

Life is not what happened back there or what might happen up ahead. Life is like the rhythm of the heart — every breath, every blink of the eye. It is beat by beat, moment by moment. This…is all there is. This…is all we need. – Andy Puddicombe