
I cycled past the bobcat who sat eight feet off the trail.
The squirrel wasn’t as lucky.
Copywright 2016 Betheny L. Reid

I cycled past the bobcat who sat eight feet off the trail.
The squirrel wasn’t as lucky.
Copywright 2016 Betheny L. Reid

“Bobcat seen on Flintcove Lane, seeking babysitter.”
…hmmm, the posting on the neighborhood blog was a bit different today.

The longest path is the one between you and your loved one after the call saying that he is dying.

“Yet it is in our idleness, in our dreams, that the submerged truth sometimes comes to the top.” – Virginia Woolf

Do not travel far to other dusty lands, forsaking your own sitting place; if you cannot find the Truth where you are now, you will never find it.-Dogen

If we forgive life for not being what we told it to be, or expected, or wished, or longed for it to be, we forgive ourselves for not being what we might have been also. And then we can be what we are, which is boundless.
-John Tarrant

The Brook Would Lose Its Song If You Removed The Rocks- Brook Would Lose Its Song If You Removed The Rocks-
American Proverb

“At one time you were a mountain, you were a cloud. This is not poetry, this is science.” -Thich Nhat Hanh
I didn’t expect a difficult ride.
The trees weren’t blowing, I didn’t think there was a breeze. It was a sunny, happy morning.
So I headed north on the trail. The pedaling was hard. I dropped a gear. Still a struggle.
I mumbled, complaining about it the entire ride. Until the turn.
Heading south, I felt no wind at my back, but the ride was easy.
I saw the pair of cardinals, fluttering in their faithfulness.
The rabbits with their fuzzy faces full of grass, munching.
So many birds were singing.
Had I missed all this just moments before when I was riding north, complaining about unexpected struggles with my cycling?
Had I missed many other beautiful things in my life when I was in the middle of things not “going as planned?”
Probably.
I stood at the edge
of that high, high cliff
and saw the expanse of All.
I wanted to lean forward
and just fly – float- forever
so I could see everything that is offered.
Go into the Expanse that is not limited Self.
For a moment I imagined myself there.
Then I stepped back
to the grounding of the rocks and trees,
taking some of that Sky with me.