Missing Bike

I have been home from retreat for a week and a day…or was that a year and month.   Trying to stop the old life way to get a grip on what feels like a good groove for me.  I would return tomorrow if it were not for commitments made.  Some are important and some I just choose to do.  I have a new book.  Food for the Heart – Ajahn Chah which is giving me a feeling of support for my practice.  

I can feel a difference in the way I approach my day to day.   

I went to a new restaurant on a back soi the other morning.  I was very relaxed since I had locked my camera in the helmet compartment.  I took my time eating and when I walked out, the bike was not where I had parked.  There were several bikes that had been there when I parked, and I checked all the license plates… easy…. mine is 1111 and no bike and no 1111.  I walked back into the restaurant and said to the first person I saw, someone has taken my bike.   He shrugged and said I saw nothing.  I went back out and checked on both sides of the place…no 1111.  My first thought, my camera... and well I have wanted a new one…   and my second thought... mmm it is not my experience that the bike would be taken.   Mr. Jaguar always says chain it up, but I have not gotten the chain out of the compartment except when I left the bike for five days last year.   Ok…. let’s take a good deep breath and look beyond the expected.   I did not feel my heart racing or any sense of dread… what is the worst thing… I buy a bike and a camera.  

What is the best thing… for some reason, the bike was moved.   

There was a large Hallux black truck parked sort of behind when my bike was left…   I walked to the end of the truck…and what to my wondering eyes did appear…. A red scooter with 1111.   I gave a sigh… got on and continued my day.  

I could not go back in time and park the bike where I could watch it nor would I have locked it up.  For some reason, someone needed to move it to do something.  The bike was in the way… now it was not in the way.  I didn’t think who did this to me.  I didn’t think.. why did I do this to me…    I just thought.. something required a change while I was eating.. nothing to do.. nothing to say… Same Same place… just different.