Spirituality at 60 Miles Per Hour

The sun shone down on the mountain town, it was one of the first truly warm days of the year, just perfect for a ride. My husband starts it up and the motor rumbles like distant thunder, the sound of freedom. The rolling roar of the engine of a Harley is unlike any other sound in the world, and it speaks to something deep in my soul. My heart flutters in my chest and my soul squeals with joy ,as my husband pulls it around the block for me to get on.

My awareness is drawn to the solid feel of the foot peg under my booted foot as I swing a leg over to settle in the seat behind my love. Then I can feel the rumble move through my entire body as I sit down It ignites a fire in my heart and soul, with one deep breath we are off down the road. The wind rushes past my face and arms, caressing me, I am aware and in tune with it like no one else around us. My consciousness drifts to the heat and thunderous reverberation created by the combustion engine beneath me. I am flying in the wind on fire and earth, I am freer than anyone else in this moment. On the air I catch the scent of rain, I turn my eyes to the skies and defiantly whisper a threat to Thor not to ruin my ride. Though I know, that should it come we will pull on our leathers and ride through the storm together like we have before;me and my love.

I am at one with the world, carried by fire and metal through the air like bird. I know how the crow feels as it glides with the air currents, wind rushing past it, ruffling its feathers. I am free!

The world rushes past me with nothing between the two of us and I am engulfed in the energies of it all. I close my eyes and simply allow myself to feel. I meter my breath and breathe a prayer to the world and the Divine, aligning myself and drawing this joyously unfettered life force into my lungs, into my self , into my being. I am at one with the world in a way I can never be while behind walls and other barriers. I am a free floating spirit moving through the world, energy whizzing past me, moving through me.

In these moments on the back of the thunder maker I am formless. Worries and cares left behind, I embrace my wild pure heart and I simply AM! Music moves through me and I feel my spirit connecting with the sky above, the road below, the trees, hills, mountains, ponds that we shoot by. It is all one continuous moment of ecstasy, those moments on the bike, My ancestral home surrounding me, My love guiding our trip and nothing more asked of me but that I simply allow myself to be moved along, to enjoy, to experience, to BE!

These moments are some of the few I feel closest to the Goddess, Closet to Spirit, Closet to my true self! This is my church! I am at peace! I am one with the world!

Spirituality flying through my life at sixty miles an hour, an afternoon at a time.