stopping

i'm riding each and every day. reconnecting my body, my head, and my heart. 

an ojibwe friend of mine - lorenzo whetung - told me years ago that my rides are where i go to experience what he releases and receives in a sweat lodge. (nawww, not just sweat!) 

today, i caught myself flying, with the wind pushing me and the sky so very big and filled with the sort of clouds that take my eyes off the road and i knew that i had to stop. 

just stop. 

so i did, and spent time beside this beautiful river . . . 

stopping. it's under-rated . . . .