Today I rode…
I hadn’t been on a motorbike in years, but finding my balance was exactly what I needed and that’s exactly what I found.
Visiting all my favourite places: we rode through beaches, bush and suburban streets, absorbing the sights, the smells and coming out invigorated.
Alive, for the first time in what felt like aeons.
When we are thrown an unpleasant, we have a choice: self pity and drama or quiet reflection and nurturing.
Despite my gung ho approach to life in general, when it comes to life matters, my default is always quiet reflection and nurturing.
I’m tough, but I’m fragile: a by-product of my sex, as well as, my experience.
So with a friend we rode, talked, walked, sweated and laughed.
Pure unadulterated therapy. Not surprisingly, it got me thinking…
Why do we ever let drama into our reality unnecessarily?
He gave his view, I expressed mine. We were the Ying and Yang of men and women discussing life’s greatest puzzle: honest and loving relationships.
The result: The feeling of being nothing short of indestructible.
Free to be, do, feel and love openly.
Which is why we should never underestimate the power of sharing life experiences, joy, hopes and especially our failures.