Wholistic Fitness

IT’S TAYLOR TIME!

photo; taking care of business on the Ski and Snowshoe Segments to win the Overall Mens Open Championship of the 2005 Mt. Taylor Winter Quadrathlon.

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It’s Taylor Time; Part One = The Yin of my Preparation

i first raced her as a soloist throughout the eighties. in those days i was an editor for Rocky Mountain Sports & Fitness, a magazine that covered various races up and down the spine of the central and southern Rockies. i always did my best to present this race as special. it is my prayer that i helped the race maintain her visibility through some lean exposure years.

Back then, i would break into the top twenty of Soloists. And break myself along her 75-kilometer, 4-different sport race route to the top of 13,311′ Mt.Taylor and back again. never was able to crack that Top Ten. that fact still kinda pisses me off as i grow away from the capacities required to win a Soloist Overall trophy. i solo’d this thing when my broken back and smashed pelvis was at all time High Pain and High Risk levels. how i actually did it, still bewilders me. all i remember is crying and working through the Pain by focusing on my subtle anatomy (chakra system) and yogic locks. i have come to treasure that part of myself a lot, that part of me never, ever gave up. regardless of how intense the pain. that is the part of me that will get me through the Bardo. i trust in this and continue to cultivate this part of me. racing helps me stay in tune with this priceless part of me.

and so these days, i am okay with myself to turn loose my competitive heart to the not so glamorous Age Group categories, if need be. probably sounds quite silly and trite to the non-competitive athletes in our Tribe, i know. however, WF would not be here if it were not for my competitive zeal. i truly feel that to get through the Bardo, competitive zeal is an absolute must and CERTAINLY it is a must should one actually attempt to get Enlightened in this very lifetime.

The Annual Seduction Of Tsidool…
in many Ways, Tsidool (means; The Turquoise Mountain…the Native American nomenclature for this Sacred Peak) is my Mt. Kalias of the Himalaya. For Tsidool is to me, the abode of Shiva. I have trained upon Her in all seasons, and for all reasons. i have heard the Kachina Goddess’s laugh and chatter in their fifth dimensional Realm while spilling my own holy water in the form of sweat among her pines which wave in the high desert winds like the tails of foxes or of wolves. i have camped upon Her and have moved closer to the fire’s warmth when the cold intrusion of Her chi clapped upon my skin. the stars are amazing buckets of lights from within Her lap. do not miss camping upon Her in this lifetime; it is a go(o)d thing to do.

Like all genuine forms and disciplines of Yoga, if you so choose to toe the Start Line of Mt. Taylor and do so with spiritual sincerity, She will inevitably round off brittle and stiff edges in more ways than just the physical ones.

Her days are short, Her nights fall swiftly. The earth surface seems to float as you climb higher upon Her rocky heights. From the summit, everything is visible for a hundred miles in all directions; especially the inward one. i fancy Her, sometimes – on nights like this one – as my lover. Her head is often in the clouds yet She is grounded like no other. i like that, i need that, in a woman. She breathes with an icy wind and there is not much living on Her sunlit, windy side;the side that is seen from those wreck of humans addicted to cars driving past Her on the interstate. She in fact, looks feeble, not mighty nor graceful from the interstate. that is a typical cloaking device common to the natural wilds of the American Southwest. this is go(o)d. for on Her on her Yin side, the side hidden from the common man, She hides not Her lust. turned and facing to the Direction of Buffalo (north; strength and wisdom), Her north side is moist, sexy, and fertile in every interlacing aspect of Her Being. right down to the mountain lions and bear that still, to this day, dance in the clefts of Her musical shadows. i have Heard these Beings at night and have felt only Graced. i will race from that Grace come Saturday.

And so, on Race Day – this Saturday, send me a thought, send me your Chi as i again race upon this Sacred Kachina Temple. it is She that points to me another inward Way to the fine artistry of outdoor sports performance and helps you and i gather more Wisdom along the WF Way. i perform the Ai Imawa Posture; Holding Up Moon at El Malpais National Monument after winning the 2005 Championship as a gesture of gratitude to the Mountain Gods and Kachina Spirits of Tsidool. a sister foothill of Tsidool can be seen in the background. La Ventana natural arch (unseen) hovers over me. major energy vortex right here. great photo by Ananda.

It is without doubt, i humbly know by now, that on Saturday, i will leave another part of steve ilg upon Tsidool and as i take leave once again, numb and flushed from my effort turned inside out, i will reap Knowledge from Her that i will not at first understand. She will make me wait, like She allWays does; to find the True Source of my most naked man, soaked with spirit; the spirit of becoming Whole. Like Her.

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Registration for Mt. Taylor Winter Quadrathlon ends on February 14. Why don’t you come and Dance with me?
here is the website for the race. check it out. please. it is one of our Tribe’s worship grounds, Sacred Grounds, that each of you should at least know.

if not sweat upon:

Mt.Taylor Winter Quadrathlon