The sun was being chased away by the clouds. It would peek out for a moment lighting up all below, and the next moment it would disappear into a haze of shade.
I thought a great day to go out and pedal around the neighborhood. A moving mediation came over me. A rhythmic beat by beat meditation. Pedal pedal, I went, and every so often the neighborhood would force me to pause. Take in the surroundings at a slower pace.
Between to states, being at rest and being in motion. Up the bridge stretching over the road below, I decided to turn around. Where did I come from? I am so far away from home. But, this has become my adopted home. Looking over my neighborhood I thought about where I would go, and this quickly melted into the now. A moment in the now. Over the buildings wires, of where I pedal my physical body.
Home is never really that far away. A brief pause will bring you forward to the now. Pedal pedal pause, reflect, meditate.