When there in my garage arose such a matter,
spilling my brew attending to a bike with tires the fatter…
i threw off the old knobbies in a flash,
replacing them with studded ones (as if i was Johnny Cash)…
When there in my garage arose such a matter,
spilling my brew attending to a bike with tires the fatter…
i threw off the old knobbies in a flash,
replacing them with studded ones (as if i was Johnny Cash)…
after two weeks of snowshoe training here at Ski Hesperus, my tracks – both old and new – appear to ilg as Tibetan Prayer Banners; for each one was made with the Sacred Mantra as background to my heaving cardio efforts…
“People made mistakes in life through believing too much, but they have a damned dull time if they believe too little…”
– James Hilton – Lost Horizon
My Tibetan spiritual teachers first taught me about “beyuls”…spiritual vortices which exist on Mother Earth but “can’t be found on maps.”… Beyuls, you see, are not just imaginary lofty realms; they are earth chakras which reveal themselves to be a type of Shangra-La to those yogis whose Vibrational Fitness allows them to slip beneath the “Velvet Ropes” to access a secret, hidden land which ‘vibes’ at various Levels according to the meditative fitness of the yogi exploring them. Well, today, this feeble mountain yogi known as ilg discovered another level of Beyul within my Sacred Chi-ldhood h(om)e peaks of the La Plata during a 3-mile uphill skate ski and a rather dangerous descent….c’mon, i’ve got some great pics and teachings to share…
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…
Noble Sangha,
enjoy…and get and out DO! embrace all kinds of weather with your chi-dren…especially your inner one!!
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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!!!!