some of the creatures were stirring…
…others were not…
I’d like to live again in a teepee…perhaps two.
With one dog (wolf-hybrid) again…perhaps two.
One for sleeping, meditating, and being. The other? It would be naught but an oversized quiver for my dharma arrows of
waxed Swix® LF8 on top of HF7 from Chama, with a top layer of HF8 for tomorrow’s Langlauf Ski Race…before i was dad? i’d put picture of Norwegian Ski Racers above my waxing table to ‘get psyched’…nowdays? i just…
River is not shy in her beauty…
Eagle is not shy in his flight..
only Human’s – who’ve been inculcated with myriad parental/societal belief structures superimposed upon our true Nature – are shy (or underconfident).
at the Starting Gate…it’s Dewachen and NoName Pony vs. Ananda and Black Thunder…disregard the disinterested Cat Beings behind them…
on your Mark,
Get Set…
ilg calls this posture; Apresthresholdhellasana. ilg reckons this is what the common man is afraid of…spewing Sacred Spit after 51 minutes of Threshold uphill running through snow…yes, feeble ilg missed breaking the 50-minute barrier up the 2,029′ walls of snow by 1 stinkin’ minute. aaaaargh!!! That’s okay…in failure, we learn more than through success. Next week? If it still hasn’t snowed? I already have a different route selection that just may save me those few seconds to break 50-minutes. Such goes the Warrior Mind.