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)…
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)…
how long has it been since you sunk your precious teeth into a Portabella Burger and TAF to yourself, “Wow…this is REALLY, REALLY awesome!”? or, when you have a salad or miso soup adorned by those daintily shaped mushrooms which impart such an exquisite texture, taste, and chi? Well, did you know that mushrooms enhance immune function and protect against cancer?
“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!”
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during a pranic and endorphin induced post-ride high, i posted this pic on my personal Facebook page today after my 69-mile club training ride in which i finished first…little did ilg realize that one of my most stalwart, observant devotees from LA would c(om)ment not only on my Ned Threads (clothing) but also dig up the history of the NY Times article pictured in the background! for Archival Sake and for the sake of my newer students, i’ve chosen to reprint it below…enjoy, and THANKS HSBG!!
chop wood, carry chi! backyard scene before riding Nalanda (my cross bike pictured above) to teach another AWESOME, AMAZING HP PROP WORKOUT! what’s NOT to love about October in the Durango Bubble?
“…’s not that coffee is inherently bad for us. As alluded earlier, for some body compositions, it’s quite helpful as a metabolic spark plug. For others, it wires an already hard-wired constitution which creates wholistic fatigue over the long run…”
ilg recalls a particularly potent phase of my 80’s lifestyle in Boulder, reaching toward what i thought in my…uh…chemically altered state before going out – was my toothpaste. i proceeded to brush my teeth with paste from a tube of one of my omnipotent hair-gels…