Give all profit and gain to others,
Take all loss and defeat on yourself…
Buddha was a human being, like you or me.
He never claimed divinity, he merely knew he had the buddha nature, the seed of enlightenment, and that everyone else did too. The buddha nature is simply the birthright of every sentient being, and I always say:
“Rebirth is much the same: One phenomenon arises and another stops, simultaneously. So the first act of consciousness in the new existence is neither the same as the last act of consciousness in the previous existence, nor is it different.”
Steve Ilg, owner and founder of the internationally-acclaimed High Performance Yoga™ is pleased to announce a relocation to a larger studio for his popular yoga classes in Durango.
On an early winter ascent in 1981, Steve Ilg, a sponsored rock and ice climber, made a move on the east face of Longs Peak that unearthed a stone slab the size of an office desk. He and the chunk, already loose due to continuous freeze-thaw action on the Diamond, plummeted 60 feet to the earth where they landed… with a splash. The water bottles attached to Ilg’s pack cushioned his fall. “My climbing partner said that when I hit,
My breath comes in thrusts, like a spawning salmon determined toward higher, purer waters. Just 4 days after racing Imogene – and the very morning after teaching a HP Yoga™ PROP WORKOUT – i somehow have again managed to forget both my age and adult responsibilities and find myself bolting about the alpine tundra like a Rocky Mountain ram. …come, let’s share a Recovery Run together in my beloved pranic playground in the high San Juans as the highest chakra of Mother Earth whispers soft, tensionless saluations as she begin to hunkers down for a long, cold winter…
can you just puh-LEEEZE try to even tell me how much you love, adore, worship our Treasured Warrioress Ph.D PY?!? just fresh (read; DESTROYED) from finishing her second of Three WF Sacred Pilgrimages in one year (Mt. Taylor, Imogene), PY was THIS STOKED about getting back to Kinlani and taking to arm (errr….legs) her new and WELL EARNED pony….she writes:
…to race as hard as you are able across this sparse, high terrain makes you stumble and each step seems to take twice as long as the one before it…and three times as long as all the steps you’ve taken in training to Be Here Now..yet, here you are now…and the drizzle of barometrically-challenged oxygen that you are able to eat disappears as fast as sage smoke in a sweat lodge…there is not – i promise thee – an unaching bone in your body nor does there remain an enthusiastic fiber for more punishment left in the deepest chambers of your will and you feel the little campfire of tapas within you dwindling as fast as evening sunlight in September…