Wholistic Fitness

day before yesterday at 11,500′ after a 63 minute YakTrak Ascent of the Sacred Peak

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If you want your home to look spotlessly tidy, just throw all your shit into the cupboards, sweep the filth under the rugs, and wipe the surfaces with a chemical shiny spray.

Hey, as long as you are the only one who has to cook, live, and sleep in there, nobody will see where you keep the magnitude of mess.

We are all like dirty homes. Our chakras are filthy…stuffed with archaic models of behavior, our colons are rammed with junk food and alcoholically fused encrusted matter…our mental control is sooo lame and our bodies so stiff with karmic acid that even the NOTION of arising early and meditating each morning on our Highest Source seems like fiction.

Get HONEST:
We all know what we’ve got within us…we know damn well the clever, cute little Masks we wear around our dirty house –
We all know – deep down inside – what we’ve got too much of, what we need more of and what we can never seem to find.

As long, though, as we make a small effort to keep up appearances, nobody else need ever know. Hec, just read the newspapers! You ain’t as bad off as THAT GUY…or THAT LADY… Yeah, you are doing just fine, huh?

GET HONEST, YOGI!
Our secret negative tendencies, slothful patterns of mind, and laziness of Inner Spirit and Appreciation, are as safe as we want them to be during our one precious lifetime. We are more than welcome to fly as low on Life’s Radar as we wish, for as long as we wish. Hec, most of us have been flying so low on the radar for so many lifetimes we’ve forgotten that the whole Intent of a human incarnation is to WAKE UP!!!!!

We have forgotten why we are even called the Human RACE!
Most of all, we have lost sight of and thus the Desire to gain the podium of the Human Race; Enlightenment!

YOGI!
STOP SLEEP WALKING!!!!! CLEAN YOUR HOUSE!!!!!!

Only a few Brave Souls have stopped long enough, often enough, and wisely enough to
JUST LISTEN
and
Hear Their Wake Up Call…

even Fewer
honor that Inner Calling
and actually do what is required to
Answer The Alarm of Enlightenment before we die!

most?
if we even hear this Alarm To Take Arms Against The Seas Of Our Ego Layers,
will immediately sense the fierce, technical, scary and seemingly endless STEEPNESS of the Path of Awakening…
and so,
will hit the Snooze Button for yet another Lifetime.
some of us will rationalize sports as a Higher Way of Snoozing.
Whatever.
some of us will rationalize our nifty little asana/yoga sessions as a Higher Way of Snoozing.
Whatever.
some of us will rationalize going to church or temple once a week with perfumed clothes as a Higher Way of Snoozing.
Whatever.
some of us will rationalize that sitting here reading this DL without paying attention to your Breath and Posture is a Higher Way of Snoozing.
Whatever.

FACT:
most of us, will not do what is required to Rise Higher Than Our Addiction To Comfort in our one precious life.
we will be content NOT to sing the most beautiful Song to the UniVerse within the fabric of our potential.

one or two people during an entire Era
might,
like Buddha, like Jesus, like Gandhi, Mother Teresa, Ammachi, Martin Luther King, Swami Rama, Milarepa, Ramana Maharshi, Ramakrishna, Neem Karoli Baba, and a few others…
will actually take that one Amazing
Most Remarkable Step
That A Human Being
Can Take;
The Step
of Self Transformation.

Purification, Strength, Transformation.

How many humans are just SleepWalking in the Illusion of the Outer World? Just polluting Mother Earth? Just enjoying their little ‘security blanket’ of not Chasing Their Soul’s Path while taking miraculous residence upon this remarkable, whirring, suspended planet of gases and compounds…

Your Enlightenment
is up to you.
solo.

How BAAAAAD do you want to Know Thyself, Oh Noble Yogin?

You know the answer to that one.

No One else.

Brahma called me into the Zendo at 3:45 am this morning.
i answered His Alarm.
i sat in the cold and Listened.

Now,
after writing this to you,
i sit with a visualization that in doing so,
that in taking this time and effort and chance at again being ridiculed and snickered at…
that,
perhaps,
somewhere beneath Father Sky Arising
some other human will be inspired in some small way to
do something Graceful, Elegant, and Conscious within their day…

Chances are not likely…

Yet, my Beat Goes On…
and it is time to – tired or not –
go race my bike against over caffeinated sport-specific cyclists to test myself…
to test my Practice,
to test who i think i am…

See you in the funny papers,

namaste,
coach ilg