feeble ilg could NOT be more (yogically) ‘proud’ of our precious daughter…who KILLED IT on stage tonight at Ft. Lewis in a crowd-going-crazy rendition of “Music Box Dancers”…Dewachen? Daddy was in tears of joy flowing from my spiritual heart! You got your momma’s stage skills few sure…
“Daddy!” Dewa shrieked as i appeared at the threshold of her Kindergarten Classroom, holding my Hall Permit from the staunch Check In personnel at Needham Elementary School, to pick my daughter up early in order to assist the 5-generation Durangoan Zink Family in their Mission to restore 50 acres of Animas River Valley to their vital and historic, wetland condition. We were going to spend our afternoon planting trees in wetlands. As i felt my daughter thump into my outstretched arms in front of her entire class and Teachers, a rush of low self-esteem swept over me…never in my life, let alone at age 5, has ilg ever been capable or willing to display such an outwardly embrace of Love. During our hug, i saw her classmates, each of them smiling at our embrace. “Okay…this mOMent alone is enough,” i felt to myself…yet, it was merely the beginning to another miraculously sacred ‘Daddy & Dewa Day Time’…c’mon…a lot of Dharma to follow!
…besides, how often do you get to see a bona fide Princess picking up
other people’s trash?
“Daddy?”
“Yes, my love?”
“How come some people throw trash on our Mother Earth?”
“Well, baby girl?…they just didn’t have Go(o)d Teachers…that’s all…”
Quote of the Day goes to Dewachen Catherine Ilg who came hOMe from kindergarten saying, “i realized today in school that what i think in my mind may not be real.”
dharma backstory:
Dewa has confided to Joy and i (though we’ve been Sensing it for months) that she is REALLY not diggin’ public school and that she sees herself as the “runt of the litter,”
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
think bicycle racing is tough? phfff. think nordic ski racing is tough? guess again. running? uh…..kindygarten. ashtanga/power/hot yoga? c’mon; and you best bring your Mula Bandha! Cycle Crosser’s? uh what, y’all run for like uh, 30 seconds max? you don’t know deep, sacred, delicious pain, until you’ve raced on Sport Snowshoes… c’mon…bring your off season […]
• Full Wolf Moon – January Amid the cold and deep snows of midwinter, the wolf packs howled hungrily outside Indian villages. Thus, the name for January’s full Moon. Sometimes it was also referred to as the Old Moon, or the Moon After Yule. Some called it the Full Snow Moon, but most tribes applied that name to the next Moon.
Many of you know ilg’s story…one of my first Dharma Teachers, Guru’s, and Beloved Mentor, Friend, and cOMpatriot during my chi-ldhood years growing up here in Durango was my precious wolf hybrid; Apache. i’ve …
How Blessed C(om)e the inner rewards to the families who do what it takes to get out and do?
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