This Summer, my partner and I traveled through back highways in three states filled with prairie and grasslands on motorcycle. Starting in Central Time Zone, we spent hours on the road until we reached our destination in Mountain Time. I often joke how we travel through time to visit our family and the special places in South Dakota. This was our first visit on two wheels and I learned first hand what saddle sore means. We would start off early in the morning when it was cool but by 10 AM it was roasting. To occupy my mind helping me to endure the Summer heat, I practice a meditation. Closing my eyes and becoming still, heightens my awareness, I focus on the one sense: Smell.
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