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Day One of Two: 2nd to an Olympian?  ilg will take dat!

i dunno… at this Blessed Point in my current incarnation? finishing Silver Medalist to Travis Brown, Olympic Mountain Biking and Nordic Champion is just a little waaaaay too much for feeble broken back, former paralytic ilg to even connect the Dots…let alone the fact that my new Daddy Duties and lingering 80% head congestion has completely destroyed any type of optimal prep for the brutally delicious 10k nordic slugfest today at the 9,000′ Durango Nordic venue…chalk it up to…

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huck finn

…i can recall sitting on the banks of Huck Finn, just making face with the most beautiful girl on the plane(t) at the time (i was 14)…the smell of the cattails, the sound of the Sacred Animas, the inflection of geese flapping as ilg was struggling to come to terms with this newfound art of smooching…

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Our Little Rinpoche’s Bloody Teaching…and how we are turning it inside out to help others…

December 22nd: Amma (Joy) chanting the Sacred Mantra to our daughter as the drug begins to put Dewachen into a Bardo Realm…a harrowing experience that no parent ever wants to see…photo by ilg (who was chanting as well)

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This M(om)ent;  Tis (getting to be) The Season!

OM NAMAHA, NAMA MAHAYOGI JESUS!
OM NAMAHA, NAMA MAHAYOGI SANTA!

from our Clan to yours…enjoy, sweat through, and appreciate the Holidays!!!

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First Snows brings out Conscious Parenting Skills…The Tao of Sledding and Skiing With Chi-ldren…

ilg’s parenting technique is pretty Taoist, really…

all-Ways let your chi-ld;

* Lead
* Set the agenda
* Feel

my Sva-Dharma* as ‘Dad’?

* Follow with compassion, listening, spaciousness before replying, and respond within empathy
* Monitor the Dewa-set agenda for safety, spiritual lessons, and to maximize the fun and focus
* Feel

some other pics from our Clan Day In The Fresh, Beautiful, Empowering Snow…

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Just Gotta Say…a big Teaching for American Yogis tonight…

and so…until the freshly fallen autumn colors surrender beneath a blanket of welcomed snows,
may you dance with delight like the untethered chi-ld that you are
among the vivid, changing colors of illusion which make up this DreamSpeak we call, “life”…

cuz, when we Awaken out of this Dream?
it’s gonna be soooo
utterly
Go(o)d..
that we will finally,
forever,
KNOW!!!!

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Picking Apples among the Sacred Topography of September…

as i lay prostrate upon Mother Earth in an attempt to photograph the stupa-like, bare-heiny’d figure of Dewa beneath the generous-in-death dying of an apple tree, even feeble ilg began to realize that this Fatherhood Journey of mine connects me ike an eon-old phurba to all my kind Teachers, Deities, and Guides of my past as well as to the Ancient yogis, saints, and compassionate actions-no-matter-what of practitioners. though my ego would have preferred the path of hermit than to the endless ricocheting of schedules and time/energy demands inherent to being the householder yogi ilg now finds himself in…all i can say is that i sense beyond the shadow of a Buddha, that these daze/days are in fact, sacred topography upon the map of my ever-evolving Soul..and that all my outer Pilgrimages give birth again and again to an inner pilgrimage far more sacred, far more subtle, far more exquisite than my feeble incarnation can even imagine to place before thee in word or form or action of any kind…

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This M(om)ent…Labor(less) Day, Conscious Parenting, WF Challenge Test, & Cub Scout Stir Fry

The exhaustion and sacrifice – personally and financially – inherent to Consciously Parenting a chi-ld is astoundingly lopsided on the fatigue and i’m-going-to-start-throwing-furniture-through-the-window exasperation yet even more astoundingly, confound-ably, and Divinely balanced by mere m(om)ents when even the sun and stars fade into a whirling stillness of inner brightening as your chi-ld becomes that Great Mirror of All Teachers, All Gurus, All Lama’s, All Rinpoche’s, all Traditions, all-trees, mists, mountains, flowers, fish, stones, and streams. Within their stream-entry of egoic-free laughters, the cosmos chuckle and such beauty as God is known in thy very cells causing my heart to re-ignite my own stumbling toward Enlightenment…

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