15/07/09 Km 2971
Milledgeville, Georgia.
A bike ride like this is not only a physical effort but also a mental effort. I spend the most of the day sitting alone on the saddle of my bicycle thinking about everything what happened, what could have happened. Turning my thoughts, my memories, my plans. Things that I regret having done , that I would not repeat again, but I will. Things that I was right or wrong, sometimes insignificant, trivial, occurred many years ago. Regardless the people whom was involved do not remember it, but they are back again and again in my mind.
The mind. A Zen master once defined it as a dog always barking.
My thoughts go out only when a thoughtless driver goes too fast and too close next to me. People whom have never ever rode on a bicycle to know that even without touching the bike, the air turbulence generated may make me fall down. This closeness is especially annoying when I realize that the left lane is completely free and they could drive separated to me without any problems.
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Hola Miguel: Te he intentado enviar un emilio pero me lo rechaza. Como he estado organizando mi correo en carpetas, no se si esto habra influido. Has cambiado algo tu?
Besos, M.
The point is, in the end, there is no past, there is no future. There is just THE MOMENT OF NOW, what we have to learn to enjoy. We have to learn our lessons in live..if we would have known things, we have done in the past, better, we would have react or done something different. But we choosed what we have chosen..out of reasons we had to go that way and not this way. And, its ok, its PAST.
And, life is movement, we have to learn to listen to our heart, to hear the little warm voice in our inside, this voice what leads us and shows us a way. Life is like the flow of our nature.., sometimes like a warm summerwind.., sometimes its storm or heavy raining..and always comes the day after the night..
I wish you a good good journey Miquel..trough the waves in your inside..your feelings..emotions..thoughts and the USA! Birgit