The day our bikes were stolen was difficult from the get go, the proverbial “I got out of the wrong side of the bed” scenario. It should have been raining, to match my mood.
Really, we argued about dumb, unmemorable stuff and spent vacation time vacuuming and scrubbing the van at a fabulous car wash in Florida. Even the airy freshness of our newly cleaned van as we headed to Starbucks for a Skinny Vanilla Latte was fraught with bickering between me and my love.
The next morning after working out, I sat in my stinky, sweaty workout clothes and obsessed over Craig’s list and other Bicycle pawn shop websites, looking for our bikes.
I was sitting indoors feeling sadness, bitterness, disappointment and some forgiveness.
Finally, around noon, I decided to take a redemption ride to the beach.
I would use my mom's comfortable Schwinn Voyageur bike, for my ride.
On the ride, I found myself looking in every garage that was open and scanning the back of pick-up trucks as they passed me by, looking for our stolen bikes.
My mind was so wrapped up in yesterday’s news.
It does not feel good to be stolen from. I remembered that the enemy of my soul comes to steal, kill and destroy.
I felt these words deep in my spirit as I was cycling along…
…do not let your joy, your peace of mind, your love for others, your belief that God is generous, anything that is of eternal value, be stolen from you…
I stopped riding. Then I heard…
… if you look for what is lost or stolen too long, you will miss the LIFE that is happening right in front of you.
Enough time and emotional energy had been given to stolen bikes.
I wanted to notice what was right in front of me.
I wanted to notice what I did have.
I wanted to notice LIFE.
On that ride, I had an awakening. I would have missed the sound of the birds, the sight of the beautiful houses along the bay and the sound of the wind in the palms (one of my favourite things) and the lightly scented salt air as I neared the beach.
When I finally arrived at the beach, I tripled locked my mom's bike, enjoyed a delicious fish taco with mango chipotle - yum!- and had a nap in the sunshine.
|post nap - love the blue water too!|
It’s amazing that when we awaken to life, we can truly REST.
Thanks for reading and keep moving,
PS. I wrap up the Hot Yoga Tales (new title) with Rogerstv Newmarket and Bradford Hot Yoga this week.