I don’t know if 18 wheelers and long distance carriers still have handles. I don’t know much about the whole industry, actually, but I do know that when I cross the country there are hundreds—thousands on the back roadways—freeways—or state highways. They also park in rest areas and truck parking—so many you can’t count as you pass by. I know that driving can’t be an easy lifestyle or way to make a living ’cause when you ain’t drivin’—you ain’t gettin’ paid.
It seemed there were more on the road that I can remember as I made this last cross-country trip. The companies are too numerous to recall—except for maybe the major lines. It really doesn’t matter. There are a hell-of-a-lot of independent drivers, too. Each truck in someway seems to carry the personality or energy of the driver inside. Now a days—I even see women behind the wheel. I’m sure there have always been a few, but it was definitely a man’s world. I have observed what appears to be husband and wife also. That makes me smile.
When I fill up with gas, I like an easy on-and-off. It cuts the time of my stop, not getting snarled in local traffic. When you’re doing 500-700 miles a day—sometimes more—minutes count. I mention this, because “Loves” is one stop that seems to innately understand and have placed their stations outside the city limits both for autos and trucks. Land was probably less expensive, too. I’m sure I’m not alone, because most of the time they are pretty busy with the hustle and bustle of road warriors. LOL Time is not necessarily money in my case, it’s more like, “How tired am I going to be when I stop for the night?”
What I hear over the loud speaker is, “Customer 74, shower #5 is ready for you.” I can’t imagine taking a shower in a very nice gas station—but at the end of the day—a gas station. To their credit, the restrooms have always been clean. Thank you! It’s a tough job.
The trucks I pass and those that pass me, are painted now in beautiful scarlet reds, parakeet greens—and, cobalt blues. A few oriole yellow, tiger orange or the grape, violet or lilac purple. The major lines, pretty much all have their logos and graphics which carry the basic black, white and red—yellow and green colors.
You’ve probable seen them a million times—and not given it a second thought. I know they all mean something—and it really doesn’t matter. I also know the history of organized crime behind this industry—but those are the boys at the top pulling the strings—and I would dare to guess not the ones behind the wheel making sure we have groceries in our cities and therefore in our homes to feed our families. This is a network that is vast and almost unfathomable. Everything ultimately seems to come by truck. I read a few years back that our roadways handle more than 2 million trucks on the road at any one time.
In this world of chaos, the truckers stand for something. Certainly the Canadian truckers did. They took a stand and were penalized severely for standing up to tyranny. They warned us to be careful of governments selling CBDC’s and how quickly those who control the electronic world of bank accounts can freeze our own when we stand up for ourselves against the elite oligarchs. On a side note, don’t fall for the “safe and convenient narrative”. Just saying. That’s something that can’t be lost on us. We also must read between the lines. We’re only a few feet away from the same fate. I could take a deep dive into many areas of our system today which need revamping. I see the corruption hanging on for life—but today—I want to extend my gratitude for the hours and dangers and sacrifices that truckers make to be sure the goods and services we all need are delivered in a timely fashion—no matter what the weather and political climate throws their direction.
If you know or have a chat with a local driver, it might be nice to acknowledge his commitment for really a thankless job. Here’s a shout out to the millions of truck drivers who spend their days and nights on the asphalt highways crisscrossing America. They are really the modern-day cowboys. Thank you!
About Cathrine Silver
Cathrine Silver, HC, AADP, is a Shaman, Certified Holistic Health Counselor, and intuitive in private practice in Lauderdale by the Sea, Florida. She works collaboratively with clients on their desires regarding disease through a process called biological decoding. She writes about relationships, spirituality, and loss and help others through theirs. Suffering through her own loss in 2005, Cathrine motivates and empowers others to be the heroes in their own lives, becoming fully responsible for their own happiness, joy and well-being.
Cathrine holds a degree in Speech Communication from the University of Washington, is a graduate of the Institute for Integrative Nutrition and holds certifications in Reiki, Matrix Energetics, Hypnosis, Biological Decoding and Grief Counseling and is a Shamanic practitioner. She is the author of the book, Riding the Light Beam: How Any Woman Can Find the Hero Inside.
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