Riding my bike on Saturday I practiced my koan.
I was grateful for going as fast as I was going. For being able to ride - healthy enough, strong enough.
I then became grateful for not going any faster and for not going any slower. The former was more difficult than the later as I almost always want to be riding faster.
The practice allowed me to shift into awareness of the present and to be happy with it, with riding just as fast as I was riding. It was a moment of true presence, unencumbered with expectations, lacking grasping for things to be other than they were. Nirvana on two wheels. Really.
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