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When you are interiorly free you call others to freedom, whether you know it or not. Freedom attracts wherever it appears. A free man or a free woman creates a space where others feel safe and want to dwell. Our world is so full of conditions, demands, requirements, and obligations that we often wonder what is expected of us. But when we meet a truly free person, there are no expectations, only an invitation to reach into ourselves and discover there our own freedom. Where true inner freedom is, there is God. And where God is, there we want to be.
━ Henri Nouwen, Bread for the Journey

Underneath the tomb stone of perfection,
Lies the bones sucked dry by the fear of failure.
Destroy that label and bring to light;
Find no rest till the remains unearth.
Inhale deeply and exhale generously;
Watch death reverse and lives live once more.
Smell the sweet aroma of freedom,

As it kisses the wind gently
And caresses our being passionately.
We are free to keep trying,
For in the grace through His grave lies true perfection.


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'83 BMW R80 – ER Motorcycles
Stuckness shouldn’t be avoided. It’s the psychic predecessor of all real understanding. An egoless acceptance of stuckness is the key to an understanding of all Quality, in mechanical work as in other endeavors.
━ Robert M. Pirsig, Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance
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(via 11 Untranslatable Words You Didn’t Know Existed - Word Porm)
To the untrained eye ego-climbing and selfless climbing may appear identical. Both kinds of climbers place one foot in front of the other. Both breathe in and out at the same rate. Both stop when tired. Both go forward when rested. But what a difference! The ego-climber is like an instrument that’s out of adjustment. He puts his foot down an instant too soon or too late. He’s likely to miss a beautiful passage of sunlight through the trees. He goes on when the sloppiness of his step shows he’s tired. He rests at odd times. He looks up the trail trying to see what’s ahead even when he knows what’s ahead because he just looked a second before. He goes too fast or too slow for the conditions and when he talks his talk is forever about somewhere else, something else. He’s here but he’s not here. He rejects the here, is unhappy with it, wants to be further up the trail but when he gets there will be just as unhappy because then the it will be ‘here.’ What he is looking for, what he wants, is all around him, but he doesn’t want that because it is all around him. Every step’s an effort both physically and spiritually because he imagines his goal to be external and distant.
━ Robert M. Pirsig, Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance

Honda CX500 Cafe Racer By Kingston Custom

Ayse Seven
Once we accept our limits, we go beyond them.
━ Albert Einstein