many newcomers to Durango now intentionally leave our luscious town during the spring to vacation in tropical ethers and in doing so? they miss the delicious bardo which transitions winter and spring
and their timeless, bittersweet battle dance. ilg pities them.
this morning, beneath my mountain bike tires i saw struggling shoots of bright green which confused my choice of technical lines. i feel the haste and jealousy of upcoming spring…i miss winter already.
Ilg, at 51, is a modern day warrior. His battlefield though, is one of his own creation. It is a place of mental and physical competition, toeing start lines, and seeking enlightenment through what he calls, “sacred sweat.”
“The sacred snows are falling.
Far up river a silver curtain closes.
Clouds grow
and coldness spawns
across the meadows.
Seek strength through suppleness,
not through force.
“As a 50+ year-old steadfast student of sustained high heart-rates while immersed in diversified outdoor sports has and continues to reveal more to feeble ilg about the nature of lower mind (manas), ego (ahamkara), and Higher Mind (buddhi) to me than all my university level and personally-pursued studies of comparative religion and spirituality.