Driving between my yurt and my friends’ house at my alma mater, I followed the directions on my cell phone to take the back roads. I once lived in this area and felt the memories, as if coming up from the pavement. Corn and soybean fields flanked the road as the horizon stretched out flat forever.
I used to ride my bike 20 miles a day from my little house out in the country to my first job as a psychotherapist. Crossing my old path, I reflected on the ease of my bike rides in Seattle as contrasted with those many miles so long ago. I put those memories away with all the others stirred up from my high school reunion as I made some new memories with my old friends.
What environments stimulate your memories? Can you linger there to reclaim parts of your soul you may have left behind? Ki to Happiness drives the back roads and reclaims the fortitude and persistence it once required here to practice yoga, psychotherapy and ride on.