Like so many things, my precious Rinpoche of a daughter, Dewachen, has taught me to embrace,
accept, and benefit from…well, Weed Beings….
Like so many things, my precious Rinpoche of a daughter, Dewachen, has taught me to embrace,
accept, and benefit from…well, Weed Beings….
Dips, baby…1980’s style..this pic is from my first book; The Outdoor Athlete (1985)…at one point, ilg was able to do 5 sets of 10 Dips with 85lbs around my tiny waist at a bodyweight of 145…give me a few weeks and probably, even at age 50? i’d still come close…below, i answer a question about my “Quota Rule” in WF Strength Training…
yet on days like today when it’s time for a final farewell to the OM-sounds from chairlifts
servicing such puja as these sacred snows?
it’s all Go(o)d baby…
it’s all God…
get out and do…
the Bardo comes quicker than we think…
and what a precious Plane(t)
we have to immerse within…
“People often make the mistake of being frivolous about death and think, ‘Oh well, death happens to everybody. It’s not a big deal, it’s natural. I’ll be fine.’” That’s a nice theory until one is dying.”
My breath saw snow cap mountains and loved the clear crisp air. I could hear Coach who is nearby saying “hold and hover here for a moment, your body will thank you”…
…why are mine the only ski tracks now poised in splendid juxtaposition
with the forlorn, empty, entropic lifts?
what happens to the brash and verve of the young
when the lifts simply stop?
too lazy to crave the pines in soliloquy?
long time WF Devotee Brad Nichols of Denver, Colorado solved the Test Challenge on my Facebook page this morning correctly answering…