Sunday Cycling And Heartfelt Prayer
“Every thought we think is creating our future.” — Louise Hay Yesterday I went for my Sunday evening cycling after checking the air pressure and placing my nimbu pani in the rack. I left later than usual because the days are getting warmer. I said my usual prayers for protection and safety, feeling the intention in my heart. I hesitated about the route. Paused, to feel my way as I faced the T point in the road, and intuitively chose the left turn, which inadvertently committed me to a longer circuit. I now realise that I had expected intuition to warn me of fatigue. But perhaps intuition is not always a clear bell; it is often braided with what we want to do. On Sundays I want the river, the longer stretch, the sense of freedom — and in that wanting I override body signals. Awareness, I am learning, arrives more often after the episode than before it. After one takes the risk. When I reached the Chapora river, I started feeling the energy sag. I didn’t stop to rest, but cycled sl...
