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  Noble Sangha…. when i was deeply imbedded in Road Cycling racing,   i was trained by my Elders to “See the Organization…” what this meant was to realize that elite cycling is like an aerobic/anaerobic chess match…you must – no matter HOW HARD YOU ARE HURTING – keep your (what i have called) HELICOPTER […]

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as our food supply becomes less and less trustworthy and more and more pranically impotent; my philosophy of relying on world-class supplements as CORE nutrition then wisely selecting dietary foods for calories and fiber seems to becoming an ever smarter approach than it was when i introduced the notion 35 years ago…here is an example of one of my world-class supplements that i use personally and professionally for weight management and hormonal balance//support for the endocrine system…

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The gods are said to live lives of fabulous luxury, reveling in every conceivable pleasure, without a thought for the spiritual dimension of life. All seems to go well until death draws near, and unexpected signs of decay appear….

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Meet my long time WF Devotee, Rick McNabb of Lawrence, KS…last year he finished ONE DAY before the cut-off in the competition to climb the equivalent vert of Mt. Everest; on stairs!!

the thing is? Warrior McNabb is a survivor of a brain aneurysm…

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sure, of course, i love running, snowshoeing, skiing, mountain biking, hiking, and nowadays taking my daughter along the sinewy sweetness of the massive network and drop-to-your-knees beauty of the Four Corners trails! doh!

but, what only a few of you know?

i love creating and maintaining trails even more!

why?

i love the seduction; trails beckon us further, higher…toward purer terrain. Trails are metaphors for our own yogic, fitness, and life journeys.
i want to do my part in protecting the vinyasa of trails for my daughter’s generations and many more…

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Dear Coach Ilg –

i first got turned onto your work from TOTAL BODY TRANSFORMATION…as an artist? I have got to say that your body of work c(om)pletely (as you would probably write it!) revamped my entire way of thinking of ‘art.’ So many who called ourselves ‘artists’ have little – if any – conception of what ‘art’ means when it comes to to transforming the current palette of our body/mind/spirit into a Higher Fitness/Consciousness as you have so beautifully demonstrated throughout your life; you have changed everything from your sports, your paralysis, your writing, your everything and now, perhaps as the most exquisite and most recent brush to your life journey; your fatherhood.

my big vice is NEWS! yes, that’s right…news. i feed upon headlines, articles, breaking reports…i know this must sound horrid to you..yet, as you have Taught me, “We all have our addictions, it’s just a matter of vibration.”

so, if you’d be soooo kind to answer me this ONE QUESTION (i’ve enclosed a Temple Tithe for your time and consideration):

where do you get your “Outer World” news?

stealing another line from you:

Head Bowed,
Stacy
NYC
COACH RESPONDS:

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Moving is like a heart-shaped cactus; prickly but precious!! Dewa last month in Sedona on Bell Rock with quite a find; a heart-shaped Cactus Being!

i trust this catches you in Conscious Breath and Posture…

engaging the yogic principles of Vairāgya (non-attachment/disppassion) and Aparigraha (non-greediness)…
i am moving downriver and downsizing…
and, honestly (Satya) i’m moving to attempt to keep my family in my hometown on a feeble yoga teacher’s income…how did my native town become so expensive in which to live is mind-boggling!

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Big Medicine Day for feeble ilg..i re-visited after a couple of decades my old ‘office’ of Eldorado Canyon where during a decade i was engulfed in a tidal wave of sacred creation; where once i put up dozens of First Ascents which to this day, legions of rock climbers still monument my original ascents…oh, baby, have things changed since my near daily pilgrimages to this unspeakably precious crayola-colored canyon hallmarked by a clear, wild creek rushing over still tumbling (though be it in slow-motion) boulders.

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