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Nothing Says Summer Like…

…Nothing says August in a small mountain town (still/almost) than a sizzling sun beaming down upon a Daddy and his Daughter on a Ferris Wheel…”Look Daddy, that’s Chapman Ski Hill!”

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Guest Teaching; from Warrior Leaf and his warrior son; Tavian

if these do NOT inspire thee to train as hard as possible, as soft as what’s probable, and as grateful as ilg is for thee?

then you might wish to seek another Tribe…cuz, this is as Go(o)d as it gets in this one!

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A 3-Day Practice Build…

typically scintillating San Juans in summer…rocketing down the from the top of the climb, the intoxicating rush and dazzle of wildflowers and berries make for a disorienting – yet sacred – descent; like falling through a perfumed kaleidoscope!

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MTB

WF Warrior Miguel

has kindly added this kindling to our collective Tribal Inner Fire…i’ve selected it for our weekly “Get out and Do” Meditation…

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(all access) “We can’t all be Champions, however, we can train like them!”…

CONGRATS TO CADEL!

i once shared a MTB ride with Cadel up Jones Creek when he was still a mountain biker…he eagerly sought more discussion about the Tibetan cause once i told him i studied at Naropa; it’s great to hear that Cadel is still actively concerned about Saving Tibet ! He was a super, super nice guy back then and..

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monsoon thunder rolls

Published on Jul 18, 2011 by in Cardio, Chi Hits, Haiku, Racing, Teachings

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animas 2d

monsoon thunder rolls (5)
in waves more vast than heaven (7)
rainfall is God’s sweat (5)

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kassar on kendrick

FREEDOM – I am ashamed to say, is something I have not thought about for much of my 35 years in this body. Born a white American woman to a solid and nurturing family, I have never had to or chosen to fight for the liberty I so thoroughly enjoy.

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On Any Given Durango Summer Friday…

Mine were eyes, heart, and spirit too feeble to keep track of the astral magnetism of this river/mountain hamlet of priceless high-altitude prana today. For, within these ‘everyday moments’ which i forced myself out of the Awakened M(om)ent to attempt to capture periodically for you, was a mystical Breath inside a breath, as if each moment lived was a fractured cosmic code embedded upon soul wings on the verge of cracking due to abundance of a magnitude unspeakable…

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