Yoga and Hockey

In the moment

Crash, slash, slap
Ground down, stretch up, expansion

Awareness

Look, catch, shoot
Empty, listen, feel

Intuition
Intention
Visualization

Grounding
Gliding

Tension
Release

Breath

Life

Freedom


(these are two of my favorite things. Amazingly similar in a strange way...)

In The Morning

In the morning, when you wake, lie on your back and be perfectly still. Silently say to yourself,
"Today I will make no decisions by myself."
Say this several times until you have meant what you are saying.
Then Add,
"I will make no decisions by myself because it is no longer intelligent to do so.
Instead, I will make all my decisions in silent council with the Infinite."

- From Erich Schiffmann "Yoga: The Spirit and Practice of Moving into Stillness"

I like to make decisions for myself, but I believe if I can really listen, there is a much greater force guiding me.

no way

I go outside to "capture the view" (with my camera)
and I am reminded (by Jeff Berkus in my driveway)

"You know you can't capture the view

you can only borrow it for a moment or two..."

true.

The View (Gratitude)

My toes spread wide, gripping
Growing
Roots
Like a tree
Pressing down,
Into the earth
I feel my body
Growing
Up.
Breathing in this view
Blue
I take in the energy of all these mountains
and all this sky
Starting with the bottom of my feet
Saturating
My ankles, knees, thighs,
The base of my being
Through the torso
Washing over the shoulders and dripping down my arms and fingertips.
One more breath and my body if full and then my mind is consumed
My brain is blank, only
A canvas of colors, and:
mountains and sky
tall and wide
snowcapped trees
reaching
a few song birds
singing
bright white,
blinding.
The life force,
My breath,
Feeding me from the tips of my toes to the top of my head -
Opening like a lid to the sky above and
Infinity -
Sinking into the earth,
Finding nourishment and love.

All day
Everyday
This is how I live
This is how I breathe
This is how I see

The view.

I miss

Gina

I like

Gina

I want to get to know

Gina

I wonder what

Gina

will do next??


(This is what happens after two days alone in a house)

Timing

My feet dangle.
Delicious toes
Fishes, seaweed, sharks
Who knows who’s checking out these flat feet?
It feels divine
To dangle
My feet over the side
Of my surfboard as I stare at the horizon
Waiting for waves.
Nov. 1, 2009
5 p.m.
Paddle, paddle
Surf…
Catching the wave and riding toward the shore
Looking at the water flowing past me sparkling and dancing as I turn
Weeeeeee, I feel freeeeeee….
Looking up
The cliffs darkening
Details disappearing
with the fading light.
I see the glow of the rising moon like a halo ascending…
Crash.
Damn.
Paddle out
Spry, spunky, psyched
Strong
I see
The sun is sinking down
beyond the horizon.
Catalina, surfers, boats
Become black silhouettes, darkening by the second.
I never want to go in
A wave is building and I tag it mine
Turning to face the shore
Paddle, paddle
Surf…
Standing on a moving mound of energy I ride
toward the growing light of the moon
Away
from the fading light of the sun
The moon has emerged over the cliffs
shining on me like a beacon
as I ride the water.
Turning off the wave and looking out once again
I see that the sun has been swallowed by another day
Equal and simultaneous, and while surfing,
I see the moonrise and the sunset
The line of these two great forces, the balance of sun and moon,
is dissecting me as I float on this bit of foam on the surface of the shimmering metallic
ocean.
I am a witness
honored
I see the moon and sun greet each other for just a moment
And then
Bid farewell
I feel like I was invited here,
to this beach,
at this time,
for this occasion.
For if not,
Why else would I be here?

Timing is everything.

Btw,

this is my dad...




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