The BICYCLE can be our vehicle to COMPASSION


Riding your bike in peak rush hour traffic when a truck ahead spills a load on the street.
Traffic stops, the truck stops and the driver gets out to reclaim his spilled cargo.
Do you?
A) Stop and wait with the rest of traffic wishing this guy would hurry up and get his freakin' stuff out of your way?
B) Zip on by weaving through traffic because you can?
or C) Stop, get off your bike, and help the driver reload so everyone can get going a little faster and so the driver can feel a little less lame?

Me and two other cyclists helped clean up the mess. (This happened a while back)
No motorists helped, even though they were the ones inconvenienced by the mess.
We cyclists could have kept going no problem.
We drive or ride through life worried about our own deadlines.

When we're faced with a difficult situation on the road, how often do we put ourselves in the other person's place?
There's another perspective here - the other person's.
Cyclists complain about motorists and motorists complain about cyclists.
What else is new?
Often than not seems to be forgotten on our roads: our fast-paced culture...
...where "me" matters most...

...rewards competition over compassion.

Every story has at least two sides.
Meet me at Starbucks
STARBUCKS COFFEE SHOPbetween 8th Street and 9th Street on Nicollet Mall...
...in downtown Minneapolis.
There's lots of lights, lots of people, lots of space...

...in short... It's a safe place!
I'll be wearing a dark blue baseball cap with a NEON ORANGE logo
THE NORTH FACE

You can't miss the NEON ORANGE (The North Face)...
...LOGO on the baseball cap!
GAIAns... 
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Leave me a time to meet @ livethedream68@yahoo.com








If you decide that we are not on the same wavelength...
We go our separate ways... No hard feelings!


Connecting with others on the road as fellow humans can give rise to everyday acts of kindness.
According to the Dalai Lama,

"If you want others to be happy, practice compassion. If you want to be happy, practice compassion."
Riding a bike is like doing a DANCE; 
...words are rarely spoken but much is said.
The way we ride our bikes is our strongest voice.
The BICYCLE can be our vehicle to COMPASSION.
All the best,

Lou

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