In hindsight, the intention that got me onto my bike this morning is no longer important, since it never materialized. But hey, I should be used to that after five years of on and off success in manifestation, right? And probably this minor thing just wasn’t in the works with regard to the big stuff I still am expecting. But it got me on my bike, on a sunny Sunday morning, with a cool breeze running down my back….
Out of the city through the nearest exit tunnel, where Yolanda (a friend) warned me of broken glass inside the tunnel. My tires survived the challenge, as did the running shoes of the guys I warned in turn coming out of the tunnel. I’d wished for meaningful interactions, and although not quite the level I meant, I did get those in the first few minutes already.
Through the meadows, with cows, sheep, horses and various birds and insects, onward through Vierakker, towards the banks of the IJssel river. Found a bench opposite a meadow full of sheep, which seemed to be peacefully coexisting with the crows and ravens that were also available in large number. The IJssel river ran behind it, and a yacht passed.… Read the rest