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…
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…
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..
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.
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…
Why come out to Durango this summer for even a half-day training camp with me…? Well…this killer 5-minute video might spark some sprinkle into your spokes! All ages, all abilities; custom designed Durango sweat for you by ilg…enjoy and hope to see you out here this summer!
Have you had a chance to meet Lance Armstrong?
I’ve always been a big fan of Lance, but I haven’t met him yet. I was really close a few times, but I got a little shy. He did sign a jersey for me.
located a glorious 7 miles and a thousand-plus feet higher than my riverfront home lies a special – if not hallowed – yes, c(om)e to TAF it…it IS hallowed – training ground…i’ve known it since a kid borrowing Lorie Worthan’s automatic clutch, 3-speed Honda trail bike, upon which i swear to Lord Shiva, i’d take up to these trails among the wild Turkey, Coyote, Fox, Deer, Elk, and Bear Beings and strip my ass butt naked, and motor around on these trails fast as i could…pressing my little scrotum against the wide, sweaty vinyl seat seeking new dizzying heights of pre-orgasmic bliss…flash forward to me today, 40-odd years later; same trails, same nearly orgasmic sensations…the only difference? i ain’t naked (though i’d like to be), and i’m either running or mountain biking…or, like earlier today? i’m doing both…c’mon; welcome to The Logchute Trail System!