Riding there on my motorcycle has been on my “bucket list” for many years, and I’m finally going to do it. I live in Eugene, Oregon and am going to ride out Hwy 58 to Klamath Falls. I’ll spend the night there and then ride on to Reno the next day. That’s where I’ll meet my “brother” Jim. We’ve known each other for over 30 years and we used to ride together. We’re going to meet up in Reno, “under the sign,” and ride southeast from there. We’re going to Monument Valley and then on to the Grand Canyon. I’ve never been to the either place.

I can hardly wait. We’re going to see the Glen Canyon dam and we’re going to finish up with a visit to Sedona. This may be our last ride together, because Jim tells me he’ll probably sell his bike next year and give up riding. Not me. I’m keeping my Triumph until I can’t ride any more. I’ve got a lot of riding left in me. I also have a lot of windsurfing and scuba diving left in me.

Thirty-six years ago, on the cover of Life or Look magazine was a photograph of a silver-haired woman sitting on her Harley Davidson with a big grin on her face. The caption read, “Turning 80 on my 80 in 80 on 80.” It was her 80th birthday. She was riding coast to coast,  across the country on Hwy 80. She was doing it on her Harley 80 and the year was 1980. I will never forget that. I’ve always kept that close to my heart.  I don’t want to “die” with my music still inside of me.

I’m from the San Francisco Bay Area. That’s where I learned to windsurf when I was 45 years of age. (I’m 73 now.) I had a windsurfing acquaintance named Tom, who was an avid windsurfer. The last time we windsurfed together, before I moved to Oregon, Tom was 93. He “lived” a few more years after that and I’m sure he windsurfed until the day he “died.”

I want to share all of that because although our book and my blog is about “death” and “dying,” it’s also about life and living. Each one of us is living a life that is infinite and eternal. Every moment of it is a blessing and a gift. The only place is here and the only time is now. I intend, to the best of my ability, to live my dreams, whether in a body or out of it. I am not my body and neither are you yours. Our bodies are the only thing that ever “dies.” We live forever, and ever, and ever and ever. We are energy and “energy can neither be created or destroyed. It can only change form.” I think it was Einstein who said those words. I wonder what Einstein is doing right now?

With love and light . . .