Slide for life, melt/Freeze cycle snow dominated the trail past the creek, so I took it as a sign to turn back push the downhill pace and go get food before seeing the film 127 hours @ Park City Film Series. 65 min. Up and back from the creek. The Millcreek sous chef and Hiker bros, said it was passable with yak traks and ski poles, hummm??, see if I can get my game on and summit this trail in the winter. —xojk
After the Drive By Truckers Concert in Sun Valley about thirty of us almost got tickets because we didn’t have headlamps on the bike path, LAME, We were threatened with a $37.50 fine, Mr. Reno 911 then gave my drunk cute younger girlfriends a ride into town. Priorities.
Over pizza he looked right through me
And asked “Are You In Your DarK Night of Your Soul?”
“Yes, I Think I am Pretty Much There”, I said with a shrug
“I see” He said and just Nodded,eating a slice of cheese pizza with no toppings
I looked the other way, but what I should have asked was “And how long does the dark night last?”
I can just imagine his Zen/ Yogi reply “As long as it needs to, Dakini”
Killians, Emigration Canyon, This trail is in great shape right now, packed powder turning to a soft corn for some give and traction. The trail head was above the inversion so sunny skies and ten degrees warmer temps, were enjoyed. Ran up on some topless male runners, working at getting there vit D, dang it, I should have worn the right sports bra, but oh well, felt the warm rays and spring like conditions through my bones. At one point the 25 degree corn snow slope allowed the dogs to run frantic and snow slide on their backs 200 ft towards the connector trail. Made it to the saddle to check out the next drainage over, Checked out the BRINK, doable on skis or snow shoes.
Spring like semi supportable corn snow made trail running dreammy. :)—xoxojk
Hard Pack, Fast, no powder just how I like my skate track… The US ski team nordi men made the track seem effortless with a push of a pole, push of a ski… the dogs killed it running all out for 15k—xojk
Clearest day yet in Park City, Picked up Lily booh so she could get some of her labrador pounds moving. Second day of pushing the skate skiing and it felt like the best I have felt in Years. Sun, movement, protein, thyroid support, girlfriend support, I just might be healing. —xojk
Some how shamans have been showing up in my life, one drove a silver BMW and told me I had a knife in my back, one helped me work at releasing the knife in my heart, and the last one linked up and cleared my life of the stabbing knives from past situations. Beating drums, blowing smoke, and clearing old energies, I had no idea this type of energy work existed until this year! Be careful of the adventures you ask for they just may come true.—xojk
The Bike Fairy, cleaned, re worked my fork, re ran my wires and housing. I should really say bike mechanic angel because he is very much male nurturing energy, a care taker and makes a mean enchillada! He took my bike under his wing and it needed the love for sure, hope to get in a short canyon ride if the weather holds out.Thanks to those guys who are mechanical and want to make a girl down on her luck-HAPPY! -xojk
Note to reader, this is an email that I wrote to my mum, about an blog entry for writer’s called “Courage to Create” one of the top 2011 blogs for writers. Olin Mareselas wrote about a hard year and having to get “wise fast” due to life circumstances bombdardment. Well I feel you, and trying to make sense of it does not really work, its more of a feel it all, be in it all, embrace it all, and release the grip of totally trying to make sense of X,Y,Z. And BE. But then you know what the events of life as of lately have revealed truths, and realities, and reasons slowly and starting to form a clearer picture of the art that is called my life. The note below I think is the reason and explanation for the craziness as of lately. —xojk
Mom- I really liked the honesty and the writing and the message! I was just reading as well in a simple book called Prayer for Pilgrims 1980 book about a doctor who writes about prayer- She writes that God molds us like a potter molds clay on a potter’s wheel, when the mold does not come out quite right the potter has to “refashion” the clay again, I can just see how the clay gets pushed back down into wheel into a blob abd reformed again. This feels like where I am @ again, and hence the frustration, but I am being reformed, or “refashioned” and need to trust. What goes on in my mind is “there is something wrong here” and I panic, call Amelia, think I can get understanding she doesn’t help because it didn’t fit her “refashioning” pattern. I guess I have picked a lot of people’s brains lately but realize my strength and success will be my Indepenpende like my goddess card I drew. Looking for too many answers outside myself and not even knowing there is a “refashioning” by god for the vessel he is requiring is taking place, which by the way happens when there is a surrender, which I have continually prayed “To Will to Will Thy Will”.I liked the stepes the writer took, but he did not mention where the money came from to live, as well as his housing situation, the two biggies that I am facing these days, It appeared he had some roots and then worked on the spiritual connection 7th chakra, Body will power 3rd chakra, organinzing his thoughts 6 chakra. Just noticing that I seem to work on the above but it feels like it doesn’t take hold unless those roots are honored as well. Which I have been working on with the Yoga, girlfriend and family time, reconnecting in Utah, and hoping it falls into place somehow through daily inspired action.I drew another goddess card two days in a row. Mother Mary, the message with this card is expect a miracle. I kind of want to speculate the kind of miracle possible but really, when dealing with the divine the fullfilled dream is usually beyond my comprehension. Love Jenn and Hilo girl.
Just took the bike over to the best bike mechanic in SLC, to re work the front fork etc, hope to have it back for Birthday mtn bike ride to workout with PTZ group training AM. Feel like the paleo diet is helping me, the protein consumption is working,I am feeling like I am not consuming my own muscle mass and being in a fever at night.Bike more Be Happy.—xojk
Boldness- as of lately has me looking at the question of “am i just trashing my dreams or moving on to what serves me?” The bold move to Heal myself, has been this miraculous ride, Find a subletter in one day to live in my apt in Idaho (that same day the truth came out my boyfriend left me for another girl and the truth set me free and opened the wounds as well, but that’s another story. While I go and couch surfing in Utah, going from MD, homeopath, to Shaman, to find out what is causing me to have my hormones all out of whack, have a lump and hot spot on my thyroid, and pure exhaustion.I have learned so much about the human body, human spirit, mind and soul. The characteristics of each how they influence each other but how each operates with its own guidelines and nuances. This is what I am finding, Trust the process you are lead on, have conversations with people who have been there, and cover your bases with a diverse group of healers, let go of the outcome, feel the progress with each conversation.
So far these conversations have been instrumental, Guy Perry Thyroid Cancer Survivor, Debby Perry, nutritionist and athlete, awesome MOM. My MD who mentioned getting my chakras cleared,He is also working with me to get the tests I need, My mom for all the Homeopathy appts., And Troy Roper healer who saw that my Root Chakra was blocked and I am not willing to see my light and beauty and gifts and clearing the way! Kimmee G for the soft place to land, her love everday to me has healed and given me trust in people again. Galen is shipping me ELK from Idaho because protein for athletes is KEY! (Nutritionist healed her husband with the Paleo Diet for Athletes and I am about to do the same!)
In writing one is to create by showing the reader how it is, not necessarily TELLING the reader, there has been a lot of telling but I am writing for my healing, for my mind to know its organization, and then give myself a starting place to Heal myself and others. —xojk
Trash Doggie Labrador Stylie, she has figured out the trash days in the neighborhood, Tuesdays are really fun except when it turns into a 150.00 vet visit because fresh blood is found in her stool. I guess the protocol is a shot for the inflamation, no food for twenty four hours, pills to curb the bad bacteria in her system and pills for bowel control. It was her first visit in five years, knock on wood, and she had her ears checked and determined they needed cleaning and care as well. I was going off how often she shook her head but needed to look in her ears for the debris. She is the best dog ever especially in these trying times Her Power Snuggling right at the Heart Chakra is priceless. She and the neighbor dog Hemi, won’t leave the featherbed so I am sucked in as well to the sleepy lizard kapha energy. Merry Christmas, and happy Trash Sorting! Hilo and Hemi.
This was starting to happen, I had awesome boatman lined up however due to life’s craziness, and I think a blessing indisguise because I am now having health issues, I had to cancel My Grand Canyon Permit, I surrendered at the last possible date and the lottery office was “nice” but kinda trite with a “better luck next time” attitude, oh well, they will fill the slot and I get that’s why we have a new lotto system in place. What I learned about playing, not sure?, Maybe its the fact that I went for it. I had friends become super psyched and want to go, but in reality I need to have my river community pretty tight and dialed in to make it happen. I have been very solo in my life due to? Poor boyfriend choices as of recently and I hope to reconfigure that by going internal and creating myself as a better partner as well! Have had lots of solitude time, and realizing the Thyroid gland is not working for my body right now. It runs in my family and unlocking this genetic physiology puzzle could be a huge breakthrough. I feel like I could turn the “internal fire” back on and accomplish the things I really see myself doing, but in the mean time the mantra of Heal Thyself First, keeps popping in my head. —xojk
What is it about the build up of scouting the rapids, it helps a little to know the way to go or is it just a super mind screw and you end up very psyched out? I almost psyched myself out of this one, saw myself doing it and had to just run the damn thing. It helped the AMC Eric was down stream of me in his kayak and didn't want to wait for me be to blow up my float bags and get situated. I just sat in my yellow canoe, a bit yellow myself and watch as his head bobbed through at a moderate pace, yes the water was fast but there is calm in the storm. Eric made it look easy. I decided the left tongue had very pushy water and definelty rocks, but if something happened more room to correct as well. Coming in up top on the pillow felt off, hard to see even on my knees, I spotted off a rock at top and found myself on track, but the first drop had some latteral waves which I wanted to be more perpendicular to, but alas, the wave to the right of me, hum better go for that hopes its a soft wave, NOPE, damn its a rock. So this picture was taken at that moment when the canoe is "boofing off the rock" and I am luckily in a high brace. (Camera work by Seamus Fleming). I came off of it smoothly and went through the rapid fine. I didn't need to swim. I eddied out and high fived Eric. The best part is still to come Seamus had to get the raft through in low water, and tight tongues. As he readied the boat, tied everything down, he never does that, he even put away his beer. He turned into a different man than his jovial self, he got agro at the oars, got up speed, pushing full force on each oar. I had no idea a raft could move that fast, can you "clock" an oar rig? He later shared we made it look so smooth that he was pumped, wanted some speed so he could make some moves and not puncture the raft and send our gear down river. He got up speed had a good line, then did hit the front end off a rock but he knew that he wanted that, guided and pulled, one oar in the water, spun the 18 foot rig and made the drop. The water took him on our same lines just right of the big rock in the middle of the rapid. Super Smooth and fully loaded. The next adventure with these two New Hampshire crazies may happen this Spring for The Brace for Impact Tour 09', Skiing in the Wasatch. Hopefully, I can write some more about the San Juan Trip there is a lot to share about the canyon, the water, the friends and the rum. May we all have more river trips in our lives!--xojk
