“Daddy?”
“Yes, Sweetheart?”
“Sometimes, when we are fishing…i feel so peaceful…like…yoga.”
“That’s an awesome sharing, Dewa! thank you! yeah, i reckon fishin’ is just another form of yoga…if it’s yogis that are fishin!”
“Hey, WE are yogis!”
“That’s right, daughter, we ARE yogis!”
***
pic of Dewa fishin’ with her know-nothing daddy of 50 years…
oh, yeah…we caught s(om)e fish tonight, yet the fish we caught were more along the lines of the swooping flock of cowbirds and swallows and Cooper Hawks as their underwings glinted like silver specks to our westward viewing eyes which made their sky high peleton glitter like gems against the rocky heights, “Look, Daddy!” Dewa exclaimed as i held both her and her shivering body against a growing evening cold along with her fishing rod in my lap (yes, Mothers, Daddies also multi-task, and s(om)etimes in the most profound, cellular ways)…”those birds look like flying stars in the sky!!!”
“You’re right, Daughter! They do!!! Oh, how beautiful!!!”
“Daddy?”
“Yes, my Love?”
“I love you…”
“Oh!” ilg replied, nearly subconsciously squeezing my daughter’s guts out as i embraced her…”and HOW Daddy LOVES YOU, My Precious Darling!”
“Daddy?!!!” she squealed…
“Yes?”
“You are squeezing my guts out!”
“Oh my! sorry, daughter! s(om)etimes, Daddy just can’t help myself, i love you so!!”
May all your life happenings be an exquisite soundtrack into your Bardo Entry,
your know nothing coach
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Precious and Most Rare Coach & Most Respected Ananda,
wow! looking at the photo of Dewa in this blog and comparing it to the photo on the outside right of the blog.
she is growing in her each of her 17 million cells each second. when will dewa have a blog of her own? hehe
the last time i dewa-sat……she said, “Sandra I still sleep with my mommie and I do not know when that is going to stop.” Then she found a picture of a lil dark girl, that particular lil girl had a pair of earrings on, she said “Sandra, she almost looks Native American like you, but you don’t have earrings on.” She then said “Sandra, you almost look Native American but you have blond in your hair, and the color of your legs are a different color too.”
😉
dawa
Most Vital LifeSource to this Plane(t) Dawa,
we talk, Dewa and i, at length on days like today whereupon her and i just sit and fish and watch with awe the sprinkled sparkled flecks of airborne wings superimposed before Dibé Nitsaa…we talk about the Diné and why the White Man felt so obliged to murder the Buffalo Beings, the Diné and the mountains in between…Dewa asks questions that today’s college students have zero clue about…and that, in a reverse cosmological order seems to s(om)ehow c(om)fort me…
all ilg can say?
is THANK YOU for being such a pivotal part, parcel, and poignant cursor in Dewa’s formative years….it means EVERYTHING to me!
head bowed at your Lotus Feet,
in sage smoke,
ec
Coach
You have an amaaazzzzziiiing family that consists of Dewa, Joy and yourself, I hope you realize that, all of you mean everything to each other.
dawa
Most Treasured Beyond The Highest Treasure Dawa,
ilg’s spiritual family, which includes you at the highest tier,
is JUST as important as is the biologic/karmic family within which ilg is seen to the Outer World…
the yogi has no place,
no space…
just a Dance
Gifted from the Divine…
whether others understand this Sacred Dance?
does not matter…
what matters?
the Dancing…
through It All (Lila)…
your know-nothing teacher of nothing