“It’s just like riding a bike”, they tell you, once a verb, an action, a performance is set in front of you to embark upon. Yes, it’s just like riding a bike. An experience that, once learned, is built into your muscle memory. And how ’bout the first time you learned how to ride a bike? So scared you might lose control of the reality in front of you? So unsure of the skills you were about to acquire? So reluctant to let the process be at one with your consciousness. So wobbly, so the opposite of still.
Emotions of bravery and cultivation of courage stir beneath your organs and muster up enough strength to permeate and overcome your Fear. Your Neshama, acting wise and gently managing the anxiety in that moment of learning.
So yes, IT’s just like riding a bicycle. Life, HaShem, consciousness, dreams, tefila, music, art, design, pure Divinity. It all is just like learning to ride a bike. And I sit on this holy shabbos day, with my anxiety, with my courage, and I dream
I ride my holy bicycle, into the purity of the day.