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Meditation. Part two. After attending a few Yoga Nidra classes over 5 years ago now, I started meditating on my own. Guided meditations. Laying flat on my back. So used to being busy doing one thing after another, I found it difficult to remain motionless and awake in the beginning. I was just so used to constantly ‘doing’ that ‘non-doing’ was very painful. It seemed like such a waste of time. I still kept at it, not really knowing what I was supposed to be accomplish...ing. The nothingness behind it was lost to me as I kept thinking about it as something that I was actively pursuing. After a while, if anything, I just began finding it relaxing. It also seemed to help with my exercise recovery so I just went with it. Listening to the audio instructions guiding me through. Immobilized, eyes closed, simply staring into the darkness. Ever so slowly, I felt myself beginning to open. Becoming more comfortable with simply being. Experiencing brief feelings of leaving my body. Disappearing. Peacefully floating. It sounds weird and it’s difficult to explain, but I began feeling this powerful yet calm positive energy embracing me. Meditation can be so many different things. So very personal. The original prayer. Like in endurance sports such as cycling, it takes an enormous amount of time and practice before you begin noticing the positive effects. The paradox being that it shouldn’t be done as a means to an end. It should simply be done because it’s who we are. Meditation was slowly becoming the yin to my cycling yang. Improving my recovery. Improving my riding. Not in terms of numbers, but in terms of the depth. We think of cycling in terms of legs, heart and lungs. But in reality, our brains are what tie the whole experience together. See more

Meditation. Part one. I’ve had a certain fascination with meditation for a long while now. Intrigued by the willpower and discipline required, I first thought of it as an exercise of mind over matter. Like in a bike race, your tired legs are hurting and telling you to stop but you stubbornly push through it chasing the result. Like that, but the opposite. Sitting cross legged, your restless body is hurting and telling you to move but you stubbornly push through it and s...tay still. This initial understanding wasn’t enough to get me to practice. It just seemed to require too much effort and I still wasn’t sure about the why even if I admired those who had the willpower to do it. I was in awe of their ability to focus. When I trained to race, my favorite rides were solo long steady distance outings. They were simple. They felt natural to me. No complicated timed efforts. Just ride. And these rides seemed to benefit my mind as much as my legs and body. Unknowingly at the time, they were my first form of meditation. An introverted outdoorsman at heart, my solo rides have become a necessity for me instead of simply something to do responsibly during this pandemic. They have become my lifeline. My ritual. My practice. Temps hovered around - 5 Celsius on this cloudy January forenoon as I headed out into the woods on my fat bike. Snow covered trails. Easy like Sunday morning. As I settle into my pace, I notice how very comfortable I have become alone in the woods. It just feels like coming home. One with nature. One with existence. Out of the self. Into the whole. Wandering for over 3 hours. Forest tea. A gluten-free date square. My absolute favorite active meditation. And zero willpower required. Maybe meditation isn’t difficult after all? Maybe it’s a matter of finding a form of meditation that suits us? See more

2021. A new year. A time when we tend to look back. A time when we also tend to look forward and set new goals in an attempt to fix what we don’t like. I’m not really into resolutions. These last few years, I tend to analyze my life regularly as I go. If I don’t like something, I make an effort to change it then and there, instead of waiting for year end. Living slower, I have more time for observation and self-examination. More time to catch myself resisting what is.... More time to remind myself to go with the flow instead of fighting it. Too much planning seems to make me miss too many present moments. Being fully alive includes a certain spontaneity. Welcoming what is like I had chosen it. Trusting. Here. Now. As much as so many people are happy to see it end, 2020 was a good year for me personally. Despite Covid or maybe because of it? I was lucky in that we live in an area with relatively low case numbers and our family income was not affected. We’re pandemic privileged in that sense. And there’s also bikes. I’d have to go back to my childhood to remember a time when I enjoyed riding as much as I did this past year. It wasn’t about the numbers. It was simply about the deep feelings of appreciation and gratification that emanated from each and every pedal stroke. Or maybe I should call it pedal stoke? Instead of resolutions, I have but one intention. I long to be uninvested. Univested in your opinion of me. Univested in being right. Univested in proving my worth. Uninvested in trying to convince you to think like I do. Uninvested in every single thing outside of my own self. Uninvested in everything outside of my heart. Invested in being more uninvested. I have come to realize that the only thing that I have the power to change is my own self. Therefore, being invested in anything else is simply foolish. How invested are you in changing your own self in 2021? See more

What’s this really all about? What’s the point? As this year comes to an end, I ponder. I’ve been going through this existential crisis of sorts for a few years now. Mid life. A coming of age. Around me, the crowds all seem to be chasing success, fame, power and riches. Go big or go home. All that I want to do really is go deep and stay home. I have mostly always felt like an outsider, like I was playing this character in someone else’s story. Escorted by the masses.... Following the rules. Doing what I was told. Conforming. All the while, still waiting for the living happily ever after part like they promised. Maybe living happily ever after isn’t just about our titles, accomplishments and stuff? Maybe it’s much more? My schooling taught me how to earn a living, but it hadn’t taught me how to cultivate a happy life. Fat biking along this frozen riverfront as the sun sets, a certain understanding begins to surface inside of me like it does so very often when I’m out on my bike. Maybe happiness isn’t something that we can learn or achieve with our mind? Maybe happiness is something that we can only feel by opening our heart? Maybe happiness is what appears when our heart becomes the master and our mind its servant instead of the other way around? As 2020 comes to a close, may your inner journey towards happiness be at the top of your priority list. Follow your heart. Let it open. It knows. Happy New Year friends !! . . . #Cycling #WinterCycling #AnotherEscape #FatBike #BeHereNow #FromWhereIRide #InstaCycling #Snow #MikesBikeShop #WeAreMBS #LightBro #NewYearsEve #SnowBiking #StandingHere #RideUnleashed #RideForYourHealth #LightnessOfBeing #ExploreNewRoads #Light #Happiness #WhenInDoubtPedalItOut #OutsideIsFree #BeautyOfCycling #ThankYouCycling #JustBikeIt #GoldenHour #SolitudeSeekersCC #ForTheLoveOfCycling #WeRideInAllWeather

Winter solstice. Earth’s longest meditation of the year. Eyes closed. This lingering night. Inviting us to go deeper. Inspiring us to find truth in our own darkness. Asking us to stop and ponder life’s mysteries. Summoning us to reacquaint our self with our self. This energetic shift. This underlying voiceless natural readjustment as the light finally starts overtaking the darkness. Sun’s rebirth. The external sun that shines on our planet earth. And the internal ...sun that shines within each and every one of us. Can you feel it? There’s something about riding this time of the year. The first day of winter. Fat bike season. So fresh. So much hope. So much promise. Akin to our own rebirth. Bringing us back to who we were when we first came into this world. Back to our authentic self. Pure. Knowing. Trusting. Happy. No expectations. Wholly present in this moment. One. One with existence. One with this darkest night. Standing at this intersection between this dark ending and this bright beginning, have you noticed the emerging light shining on the new you? Happy winter solstice everyone ! . . . #Cycling #WinterCycling #AnotherEscape #FatBike #BeHereNow #FromWhereIRide #InstaCycling #Snow #MikesBikeShop #WeAreMBS #WinterWonderland #WinterSolstice #SnowBiking #StandingHere #RideUnleashed #RideForYourHealth #LightnessOfBeing #ExploreNewRoads #Hope #InTheWoods #WhenInDoubtPedalItOut #OutsideIsFree #BeautyOfCycling #ThankYouCycling #JustBikeIt #Light #SolitudeSeekersCC #ForTheLoveOfCycling #WeRideInAllWeather