What’s the meaning of all of this? Riding a Xootr scooter? Does it have a beginning or an ending?
Riding a Xootr scooter and fractal of life
Yesterday’s ride up the San Gabriel River Trail from Lario Park in Irwindale, CA yielded insights.
All rides are different. On this one, right off the bat I saw my old pal, homeless guy Ron, in the parking lot. We renewed our friendship, and I couldn’t help but remember how he’d saved my life by giving me water on a hot day’s ride a year ago.
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On today’s ride
Then, on today’s ride, I kept catching up with, passing, then being passed by a jogger. We’d exchange a sentence or two as we moved by each other. On the ascent, he won the race, because I’d fall behind when I walked my scooter up the several rises. Coming down, I would have passed him if the tables had been turned.
This ride was different. I lingered for a few minutes at the Mountain Laurel Avenue Bridge, to take in the ridge top panorama surrounding me, and the black water flowing in the river below.
The meaning of life
On my way down, I saw a familiar face, a bicyclist, Bob, in a neon green jump suit he’d been wearing when we met two weeks ago. We stopped to talk for several minutes about the meaning of life. About how important it is to take time like this to keep moving, to breathe, to smell the air, to absorb it all.
Fractal of life
Here’s the insight. Each ride is like a fractal of a life. A grain of sand is a fractal of a pebble. The pebble: a fractal of a boulder. The boulder: of a mountain, the mountain: of a continent, and so on. A ride, like a life, has a start, a totally unique trajectory, and an end.
We make things happen on a ride. We talk with strangers, we note what we see. Coyotes. Birds. Moving water. Other humans. Old friends. We make things happen, just as we do in a decades-long career trajectory. Put it all together: it’s a life.
Understanding the unique completeness of each day’s ride
The beauty of the insight is understanding the unique completeness of each day’s ride. If we’re lucky, we get to do it again, another day. Put them all together: you get something else, a mountain out of many boulders.
A life is like this too, linked in some way with the other guy’s life, part of an amazing reality. Philosophy 101.
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