After hours of discussion
on awakenings, and spiral dynamics, and tribes, and commitment, and communities…
Under a full moon, without artificial light, surrounded by fireflies, or lightening bugs,
I bicycled 4 miles of the Inter Urban Trail; through the cool midnight air.
Black velvet shadows cast across the path.
So quiet. So strange. So trusting of this 70 year old body. So enchanting.
Midnight ride
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