motorcycle spirituality

I've been really guilty of trying to figure stuff out on my own. It's not bad to read a book, listen to a CD, or call a friend in search of help/guidance. All those things are good resources, but they can get in the way, too. Getting in the way of the ultimate resource and friend.
I grew up awed and scared by motorcycles. It seems like the people who ride them are cooler than me, and I've always considered myself too uncoordinated to do much else other than eat pizza and watch a movie at the same time. So, I surprised even myself when I recently got my license and my first bike. It's virutally the same as the one pictured above. (just the paint color is off)
I have put about 400 miles on it a couple of weeks. It's amazing: the sounds, sights, and smells are all vastly different than driving a car. The awareness that riding requires has opened me up to new experiences of solitude (even in traffic) and spirituality. I am still a little nervous, but I think the humility I have about my lack of riding skill will serve me well in other areas of my life. I need regular humbling, don't you?
Under my helmet, I can hear and listen and think. Without the radio, CD player, and my cell phone--I can engage my surroundings and be fully present in the moment. I never imagined this machine of which I am still a little wary could provide my with a more personal religion.
Leading up to this purchase at the Kawasaki dealer, I had quit listening. I was too prone to "strike off on my own" (Proverbs 19.27 The Message Remix). I have seen the bumper sticker that says, "Loud pipes save lives." I am listening again. I can hear. "Trust God from the bottom of your heart; don't try to figure out everything on your own. Listen for God's voice in everything you do, everywhere you go; he's the one who will keep you on track." (Proverbs 3:5 MSG)
Plenty of people have expressed concern for my safety now that I am riding. I humbly say, "I think this bike might actually save my life."