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Throwback Thursday – A Dusty Virginia Backroad

Don’t you love sifting through all of the ride photos that you’ve amassed over the years? Even though you’re busy reminiscing when you look at them, it’s funny how they inspire you to want to get out there and explore some more. The past pushing you forward towards the future.

When I look at this photo from some dusty backroad in Virginia I can’t help but want to feel those feelings of newness and wonder again. The road… she’s calling my name.

Soon, lady. Soon.

Escapism and Healing Through Motorcycles

After fourteen years together, I tearfully said goodbye to my sweet pup last week. I am devastated by her absence. She came home from the shelter with me before I knew my husband, before my daughter came into the world. She was the first member of the family that I began to build for myself as an adult. I love and miss her terribly.

Over the weekend, I tried to be normal and to cope with my feelings of loss. Typically, I tried to keep busy taking care of the things that need to be taken care of at home. But sometimes the place where you live, that place you’ve filled up with memories can feel like a prison.

With a crazed sense of urgency it seemed that I might lose my mind if I stayed in this house one second longer. I had to flee. The feelings washed over me in a panic.

My motorcycle provided the perfect escape.

There is something healing in those two simple wheels. I experienced that when I lost my dad last year. Being immersed in the task at hand, being focused on what you’re doing allows you to ignore all of the nagging stresses, the hurts, the aspects of your life that you just want to turn off.

I think I would have had a complete meltdown this weekend were it not for the ability to ride, to get away from the part of myself I didn’t want to deal with.

Two-wheels to healing.

The Universe Has Spoken – Explore More!

Sometimes you can just be moving through the world, minding your own business and then whammo! The universe has a message for you. Or… maybe I’m just a kook?

I’ve talked about it before, seeing signs. When I looked down and saw the little red label, I felt like I was *meant* to find it.

Yes, I realize how crazy that sounds.

As the years march on I become evermore aware of just how many places I want to go and explore, how many things I want to see. And in those imaginings, I am most often getting there on a motorcycle.

Where does your imagination take you?