I jumped on my bike for a ride.
I rode down to the Clear Creek trail and headed for Tucker Gulch in Golden.
The fall colors are finally starting to come into their prime.
The wind was blowing and the leaves were being pulled off the trees and
I was, literally, riding through the leaves.
The colors were every where.
Wild sweet peas blooming in the warm fall sun.
Tucker Gulch was quiet and peaceful.
The lower scrub oak it changing on the west side of N. Table Top.
The SW buttress of N. Table Top was like a box of crayons.
...as was the NW buttress of S. Table Top.
The symphony of leaves on the bike path was in full voice.
It was an incredible ride. I felt so alive and euphoric.
The sounds of our cpaptalk gathering were echoing in my head.
I stopped on the way back to watch the leaves being blown off the trees
and touching down in the creek. Their lives changed by a breath of wind,
a new journey in their lives begins.
The people at that cpap meeting are much like the leaves.
We are blown out of our pre-cpap existence into the creek.
.....and like it or not, begin a new journey.
For some time, we drift....uncertain, fearful.....alone.
For some of us, we find cpaptalk and realize that we are not alone.
.....and find a safe haven.
As I watched the leaves finding their way, alone or together,
I realized where my euphoria came from.
"How are you. Good to see you again."
"Nice to meet you."
"I'm doing well."
"This has been a pretty good week, but I still have work to do."
"Wow, how does that work?"
"Where do you get those?"
"I wonder if that would work for me."
"This was fun. Let's do it again."
Camaraderie, compassion, empathy, sharing, togetherness......
I had been listening to the symphony of the human spirit.
