Riding my mountain bike has been a medium for clearing my mind over the past couple of years.
I was on mile 11 of my ride today somewhere in the confines of Baltimore’s Druid Hill Park, when I encountered St. Paul’s cemetery. One of the most interesting elements about the city for me is how everything is built around the cemeteries.
I thought of a quote that a friend of mine had referenced in some of the work that he does with young people in the city, and felt compelled to get off the bike to chew it over.
“He who rejects change is the architect of decay. The only human institution which rejects progress is the cemetery.”
-Harold Wilson
It is a sobering thought, considering all of the finger pointing, blame gaming and righteous indignation that transpires in our political discourse, social interactions and the like.
The solution?
That’s the million dollar question.
The only thing I came up with was to keep on pedaling, as I got back on the bike and rode off.
Shun P.'s interactions with Mother Nature 
Reblogged this on ShunPwrites and commented:
Riding my bike supercharges my thoughts sometimes.
Sorry for being away but living out here in the wilderness our satellite prefers being off line. I have missed your thought provoking comments mixed with photographs, like the one above it gives one pause to reflect on our life’s situation…thanks.
Thanks Pete, I appreciate your kind words as always, I am glad you are doing well!