Sacred Cycling

Suffering While Cycling, Get a Grip

The cessation of suffering comes from letting go, but first you have to get a grip. ~ Thanissaro Bhikkhu On a sunny, warm Thursday afternoon, while pedaling through a neighborhood just outside of town, I experienced the “not-so-much.”  They were driving a large red Suburban, two kids sitting in the backseat, and a yellow lab sticking its …

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To Dad

Dear Dad, thank you for teaching me how to ride a bicycle, opening the road for my journey, and pointing me in the direction of true liberation. –Love, Julie, ’22

Pocket Poem #6

After posting “Taking Refuge in My Saddle” yesterday, I realized that the day, June 1, also signified the start of PRIDE month. As I reflected on “pride + pedaling,” especially against the backdrop of all that has taken place in just the last 24 hours—a shooting in Tulsa, Queen Elizabeth II’s Platinum Jubilee, and the publishing …

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Taking Refuge in My Saddle

I take refuge in the Buddha.I take refuge in the Dharma.I take refuge in the Sangha. I recently moved to Southwestern Pennsylvania to be closer to family, and to take care of my childhood home.  It was a move made with compassion, out of a sense of kinship, and perhaps sprinkled with a bit of familial …

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Pocket Poem #5

From the Book of Time (excerpt) ~Mary Oliver VI.Count the roses, red and fluttering.Count the roses, wrinkled and salt.Each with its yellow lint at the center.Each with its honey pooled and ready.Do you have a question that can’t be answered?Do the stars frighten you by their heaviness   and their endless number?Does it bother you, that …

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