I considered doing a photo project, but I am currently engaged in a year long daily photo project on Facebook, so it feels like cheating. I keep telling myself that I need to write more, so here I go! A perfect flame in my wordsmithy forge to beat a blog entry out each day! I am going to concentrate on gratitude- appropriate to November with its Thankful Holiday, my birthday, and the crisp autumn tang to the air, redolent with nostalgic reflection on the past year and the anticipation of the new year to come!And just like that I have declared my intent! I have a direction to travel and off we go!
I have no shortage of things that I find myself grateful for on a daily basis. I see little things, things that others might find insignificant, or never note at all, and my heart feels like it must be pressing max capacity against my rib cage.
Last night I was treated to one of these moments on my drive home from work. In fact, I have them almost daily from the seat on my moto when I'm riding under a sky painted in varying soft hues or in vibrant light and colors marking the day's end. Add into it the freeway, with its flowing asphalt curves, yellow lines glowing against the dark surface in my headlights, rivers of ruby and white marking the to and fro of my fellow travelers' paths from the hoods and tails of their conveyances, the actual forms of which begin to vanish in the fading light. I love when the sun disappears and the world is formless darkness around these bursts of brightness. When all else is blurred by velocity, these ethereal bits of yellow and red and headlamp white become the most solid indicators of the world around me and I feel exhilarated and full wonder at the magic of roads and the frightening freedom of walloping along, flesh and machine exposed to the possibility of so many things beyond my control while maintaining a vigilance within the pleasures to protect this breathing bunch of energy and keep it corporeal for a goodly smattering of days so that I can experience this again and again.