5 ways to shift fear from inertia to act...

Being an Adventurista teaches me to recognize my fears and lean into them, just like leaning into the rhythmic twists and turns on a canyon road. Everything I learn about my inner landscape through motorcycle touring comes into play every day in relationships, business, creative endeavors, and just riding the highway of Life! 1. Know my Why Knowing why I’ve gotten into this situation – what direction I’m traveling and why I chose this particular route – tells me how much oomf to bring to each twist in the road. For trips and choices that are important to my Divine...

Freedom: The Set Up

“How do you get to live like this?” Sure, part of creating a lifestyle that I love has been setting up business income streams that are flexible and independent. But a big part of it has also been creating the circumstances that allow maximum flow with minimum overhead. It’s kinda like having a favorite hobby and creating a place where you can leave it set up, ready to pick up in an instant. If getting all your tools out takes more than half the available time slice, you’re just not going to get to it. So, given that I love to travel. And I love to ride...

The Destination Is Not the Discovery

Set a direction, even an intended destination, but only as a guide for your movement. As soon as you have identified it, let go of the thought of what awaits you there. The Art is to return your attention to this moment of journeying, where discoveries actually unfold. I tell people I’m riding from Colorado to California, out to a gathering by the ocean. Somewhere west of Green River, Utah, my attention expands out to the horizons, soaking into the rock formations like the heat of the sun, merging with the landscape, awareness looping back, returning to support the...

Wet n Wild Fishing

Took the Ninja on a brief ride up the Poudre. Stopped to sit with the river. A couple other families were there. I rested into the downstream view of rocks and splashes, soaking in the smell of water. Picked up a heart shaped rock by my feet. Ready to be fully present with the moment. Squeal from upstream “Dad, I caught a fish!!” “Dad, look!” “I did it with a lure” with several squeaks in the middle. Mom tried to get the hook out, but no luck. I turned to look and the boy dangled a squirming fish in front of his face.  The fish shimmered in the sun, but it...

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Garage Sale: Adventure and Discovery

I went garage sale-ing last weekend. A warm (finally!) Saturday morning just relaxing, meeting people who are relaxing. It’s a game we play together. Not a lot of expectation. People let their guard down, discarding whatever workday personas they wear. Within just a few minutes, we can find common ground, share a moment of connection, and gracefully move on. And it’s so sweet to consider the heart of someone, based on what they’ve collected over time, and are now ready to release. I always intend a blessing to each home and family as I leave. This week, I wanted a...

That feeling

That feeling when you see the turn-off you thought you musta missed 6 miles ago, but you kept going ’cause you had to see what was around one more turn (repeatedly), and you’re pretty sure it’s ok because it looks like you have enough gas to get back the way you came if worst comes to worst, then the turn-off appears and you remember you’re always right where you need to...