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Saturday, June 20, 2015

Puddles


I woke, Thursday morning, aware that I was officially one year older than I was the night before.  I had entered the fifth year of my seventh decade.

I suppose that, if I were of a more philosophical bent that morning, I might have formulated a thought or two about this whole "aging" thing.  I didn't dwell much on that.  I simply brewed my coffee and slowly prepared for a morning bicycle ride.  I wanted to ride.  I looked forward to cycling a favorite forest preserve trail while the day was young (though I can't claim that I felt all that young myself).

The weather was...uncertain.  That's pretty much the way the weather has been for weeks and months on end.  We've had rain.  Lots and lots of rain.  We've had wind.  Lotsa wind.  In recent days, I've cycled either in cold temperatures or hot temperatures.  All things in moderation is a worthwhile concept but, in these here environs, "moderation" seems a quaint notion.  The days swing between extremes, rarely pausing in any state remotely resembling moderation.  So be it.

I'm slowly learning to accept Life as it comes.  

The sky was overcast when I arrived at the preserve.  The wind was brisk to say the least.  The humidity was near 100%.  While every cyclist hopes for ideal conditions, this cyclist...this day...didn't care.  I wanted to ride and ride I did.

Several miles along the trail, it began to rain.  A few sprinkles at first, then a drizzle as a prelude to a steady, gentle rain.  I didn't mind.  It was satisfying enough to keep pedaling, moving forward, traversing past groves of trees and wetlands and prairies.  My eyeglasses were pretty much useless, coated with raindrops and completely fogged by the humidity.  I pedaled in an out-of-focus dream state.  I didn't mind.  It seemed a good metaphor for my general state of mind.

I felt content.  I felt blessed.  A young doe crossed the trail ahead of me and that pleased me.  A hawk flew past.  Miles later, a heron glided by.  I was in a happy dream state.

As rain dripped from my helmet, my arms and legs, and sprayed from my bicycle's tires, I slowly came to the realization that I had been deliberately steering my way through puddles.  I made no effort to avoid them.  Not at all.   I rather enjoyed making splashes and ripples.  And then it hit me: I was simply being a child again.  This seventh decade denizen had enthusiastically reverted to that long-lost child who loved to splash about in puddles.  And that, my friends, was a joyous realization.

So it was...on the day I turned to be sixty-four...I became a child of five again.

That pleases me more than I can express.

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11 Comments:

Blogger erin said...

It was satisfying enough to keep pedaling, moving forward...and that pleased me.

would it be that many more would be so pleased.

gorgeous.

happy birthday, jonas))

Sun Jun 21, 08:00:00 AM  
Blogger Ponita in Real Life said...

Sometimes, just giving your inner child freedom is the perfect way to be. We all have one. So many stifle that beautiful child. You are a beautiful soul, Jonas. Happy birthday.

Sun Jun 21, 10:53:00 AM  
Blogger June Calender said...

Happy birthday, Jonas. You've chronicled some very hard times, but you've retained a youthfulness that will serve you very well in this and the years to come. Pedel on.

Mon Jun 22, 07:32:00 AM  
Blogger Kass said...

You made me realize how much I miss cycling.

Mon Jun 22, 04:07:00 PM  
Blogger Jonas said...

Thank you so much, Erin!

You are too kind, Ponita!

Thank you, June! I'm embarrassed by the fact that I've been such a negligent blogger/reader. I hope to make amends.

And why is it, Kass (if I may be so bold to ask), that you've stopped cycling?

Mon Jun 22, 10:37:00 PM  
Blogger Kass said...

Jonas, I've been working so hard on various projects that I haven't tuned up my bike yet. I like to cycle in the little town near my cabin because the roads are not busy. I've been talking myself out of a jaunt because there's so much work yet to be done. But soon, soon.....

Thu Jun 25, 04:35:00 PM  
Blogger Jonas said...

I'm just relieved to know you've not been cycling for physical/health reasons, Kass. Too busy with projects? Yeah, I believe that, given your boundless creativity (I may be silent, but I'm observant). If I were some 1,000 miles closer, I'd tune your bike for you.

Sun Jun 28, 07:44:00 PM  
Blogger Kass said...

Jonas.....Hmmmmm.......

Wed Jul 01, 02:55:00 PM  
Blogger Bella said...

what joy this brought to me as I read it :) just stopping by to say hello!

Sun Oct 25, 10:08:00 PM  
Blogger Bella said...

where is Jonas?

Sat Apr 30, 06:41:00 PM  
Blogger Jonas said...

Bella, you've touched my heart with your concern. Thank you. True enough, I've been "missing in action". I never thought I'd be so remiss in chronicling my life. Sigh. I've misjudged a great many things. Even so, I will state for the record that I've not abandoned my blog. A great many thoughts yearn to be expressed in print. I'll be back.

Mon May 02, 10:30:00 PM  

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