Raven's Roads
Living an interesting life: the travels and musings
of motorcycling author Linda R. Moore

May 31, 2006

Pretty moon

Filed in Reno 2006

There’s a pretty fingernail moon out there, getting a sliver wider every day. I like watching the moon wax, and wane, though I don’t like what it implies, the o-so-rapid passing of time. I’ve been thinking lately about where that time goes, and have been trying to live my life with a little more awareness instead of getting lost in habit, but it is hard. There are so many different forces crashing against a person that it’s really hard–forces that steal spontaneity and creativity; joy, even.

For sheer prettiness the fingernail moon is the winner, and the implication that a new month is starting, a chance to start afresh with new projects and attitudes. But I also like the full moon, the one that makes me think of American werewolves and turns the world into a shadowy wonderland. Someone I chatted with online today gave me a link to a place in Arizona where there were live, wild wolves; the howling of a pack woke him up while camping one night. I had no idea that wild wolves lived so close. I would think the sound would bring a shiver down my spine, too.

I’m weighing up options about my trip to Nevada. I am planning to leave this weekend, but have sort of shot myself in the foot by ordering a new jacket and engine bars to arrive this Friday. I could leave without them, then return and install them and leave the weekend after, but that makes the timing of everything awkward. I have a wedding I want to attend on July 1st, and I suppose I could make the 500 mile round trip back and interrupt my trip to attend it, but I’ve been asked to a Vegas wedding on the 15th of July. If I go this weekend I’ll be back for the first wedding and then Don and I can ride together to the second. And the longer I wait, the more blazingly hot it will be. On the other hand I’m a bit disappointed to not be spending the whole weekend with my club friends, since I would miss a potentially awesome ride to Berlin Ichythosaur state park and Ione ghost town with Bluepoof. Yet, given my propensity towards dropping this bike, I should really have the engine bars. And Don wants to ride at least partway with me, which would be nice.

Decisions, decisions. Such problems. ;-)

In other news, Ben and Jerry’s have brought out an ice cream flavour called Vermonty Python, and another called Black and Tan. Guinness flavoured ice cream? Woo-hoo! These guys are my heroes, both for the way they do business and for their creativity and humour. One day I will visit their establishment, see if I don’t. ;-)

I’ve subscribed to a neat little service called Daily Om. You get a few words of wisdom delivered to your doorstep (well, inbox) daily. Today’s was about creativity, and how fear can block it. They suggested creating a circle of protection about oneself, or praying to make the fear go away. I suggest eating ice cream. While eating such flavours of ice cream, how could one possibly be afraid?