I love to stop in the middle of the desert, shut off the engine, stand still and listen. I still do that, but the deep tranquility I once felt in that hasn't happened in 27 years because of Spinal Tap level tinnitus and other fun head problems. So, motorcycling, music, exercise and prescription drugs.
I don't mean drugged out or sh¡t-faced, but there are times when nothing will calm me internally.
This is what I imagine on a cold, rainy day: Lying on the beach. Seagulls, waves, children playing. Body warmed by the sun, muscles relaxed after a swim. In the moment, not thinking, only experiencing. Drift off to sleep...
I'd bottle that feeling if I could. The key phrase, there, is "in the moment." Casper's poster says it. You have to do what you need to do to jettison all the garbage that swirls around in your head and has nothing to do with anything. I suppose you could say, ride as many miles as it takes to get there.