Happy Easter Sunday to You

Riding a motorbike is also known as "the lazy man's zen." You don't have to trek it up a high mountain in the Himalayas in order to meditate in solitude with the yetis. You hop on the saddle, turn on the ignition, and you're off fully immersed in an envelope of solitude that's invisible to others. Then fear hits you. Not a panic kind of fear that overwhelms your wits, but a sensation akin to walking on a ledge of a highrise building where you're just a step away from falling off the face of the earth from the higher altitude. The remedy is to keep focused on the road to a point that you might not even blink for an entire hour during the duration of the ride without realizing it. Fear does that to you. At least to mere mortals. Believe me. This is where the similarity of motorcycling to the practice of zen becomes quite apparent. Zen is state of mind which you attain if you focus solely on the present despite worldly distractions. It follows that thoughts about the past (what you saw on tv the other night) or thoughts on the future (your destination) only serve as anti-matter to the structure of the present.